Perfumed Secrets | Kurt Cobain

Oblivion, is all you crave

"I just can't get used to the idea of leaving this tiny room," Amy's gaze wandered over the dorm walls. "Strangely enough, I think I'll miss it."

"Well, I think I don't," Faye placed the last few books scattered around on a box. "I just can't wait to have more privacy."

The girls were getting everything set for their moving within the next week. Having a place to call their own was a step both of them were looking forward to. The cramped dorm room had been their home for a while, but the promise of more space and freedom was tantalizing.

Amy sat cross-legged on her bed, looking at the boxes piling up. "It's going to be so different," she mused. "No more shared bathrooms, no more RA breathing down our necks."

"Yeah," Faye agreed, "and we can actually cook our own meals instead of relying on cafeteria food."

The past few days had been a whirlwind for Faye. Between the chaos of packing and preparing for the move, she also managed to secure the barista job she had been hoping for. She had already started the training process, learning the ins and outs of it. Everything was moving at a fast pace, but she believed it was all progressing towards a more independent life, something she aimed for.

"By the way," Amy flopped onto the bed. "I'm heading to Olympia this weekend to grab my car and some stuff for the apartment. Wanna come along?"

Faye pondered the offer for a moment. "I guess I probably should," she sounded hesitating. "It's just that I haven't seen Kurt since... since..."

"Since?" Amy had a puzzled expression. "Come on, Faye. You were acting pretty strange after that last weekend you were there. And I noticed he hasn't been around."

"We had a fight," she tried to keep it generic. "A pretty intense one. And things got a little weird after that."

"Oh," Amy responded sympathetically. "Well, I guess you shouldn't let it linger for that long, Faye."

"Yeah, you're right," Faye nodded, considering her words. "It's just been a lot lately. Between finding and actually starting a new job, college, and moving... It's been overwhelming. And it's not like we're not talking. We've been phoning each other almost daily."

"I get it," Amy insisted. "But now that a few weeks have passed, maybe it's time to try to patch things up."

She paused, then took a deep breath. "You're right. I want things to be good between us, especially with his birthday coming up in a few days."

The evening wore on, and Faye was unable to dismiss the cloud of thoughts in her mind. She resented not being able to be by his side more often, a feeling that only seemed to compound her unease and created an avoidant pattern. But she needed to see him, to check on him, and to try to mend things between them.

Despite the mixed emotions, she decided she had to go. Nirvana was playing at this place in Olympia that Saturday, and she couldn't miss the opportunity to see them live. Plus, it provided the perfect excuse to be in town without directly confronting the tension between them.

Deciding to keep her plans to herself, Faye enlisted Amy to join her for the gig. Having her friend by her side offered a sense of security, a safety net in case things didn't go as expected. They set off to Olympia first thing on Saturday morning.

"Are you sure you don't want to call him?" Amy asked as they prepared to board the bus.

"I'm positive," Faye replied. "He's going to be in town, that's a fact." She paused before adding, "Besides, a little surprise is good, I guess."

Once they arrived in town, Faye assisted Amy in boxing up some items for their future apartment. The task was a welcome distraction, and afterward, they both settled down for a well-deserved rest. Faye had been operating on minimal sleep, juggling her commitments and responsibilities, so the comfort of the guest room bed at Amy's house was a strong allure.