Sydney POV
"Hi."
I dropped my spoon.
"Agh! Nolan!"
"Sorry! Sorry. Uh... is Riley here?"
"Not presently... why??"
"I need to talk to her."
"What brought this sudden urge to talk to her up? And how did you even get in here?"
"Your apartment door is wide open." Turning away he muttered "like Sherlock."
Immediately I pounced.
"You watch Sherlock?!"
"Yes?!"
"Oh my gosh! Does Riley know? I love Sherlock."
"I don't know if Riley knows..."
"Do you ship Johnlock?"
"No, I do not, mostly because I think-"
Footsteps sounded and in came Riley, Aislinn walking behind her.
"Riley! Your boyfriend watches Sherlock."
"He-he's not my boyfriend and yeah, I know." She looked flustered, understandably, but when I turned to Nolan I saw he was blushing too. I made eye contact with Aislinn, who raised her eyebrows ever so slightly, her eyes flicking from Riley to Nolan to me.
"Nolan! You said you had to talk to Riley about something?"
"Oh! Oh right!"
"Well don't let us stop you. Come on Sydney I'll buy you coffee."
"you don't have money." I said as I walked out the door. We shut it behind us and started walking down the stairs. About five steps down we stopped, looked at each other, and rushed back to press our ears against the door.
"-about them, they're totally ridiculous." Riley was saying.
"No, I like them. They make me laugh."
"Well that's...good."
Awkward silence followed.
"So... Riley."
"Yes?"
"Would you like to go on a date Saturday night?"
Aislinn clapped quietly.
"A-a date?"
"Yes, a date."
"Um... sure!"
"Okay! Great."
We burst in.
"SORRY! WE FORGOT RILEY." Aislinn said. I ran over to Riley, grabbed her arm, and dragged her out.
"Bye, Nolan!" I said.
"Bye babe!" Aislinn called.
"Nolan." Riley said.
I sipped my coffee.
"A date Ri! A real date!"
Riley flinched.
"Please don't call me Ri."
"Riley! I said. This is huge! I'm so happy for you! What will you wear?"
"Where will you go?"
"What will you say?"
"You two shut up!" Riley said. "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. I was thinking I could just wing it."
"I'm the expert at winging things." Aislinn said. We both glared at her. She sank down in her chair at the table, sipping her flavored tea.
"No but really." She said. "What are you going to wear."
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Rolan
RandomRolan- the ship name for a girl named Riley and a guy named Nolan A simple story written by a good friend of mine who doesn't have an account. She a really amazing writer. This is the same girl who wrote the other story on my profile The Napkin. Tha...
