Love Isn't as Easy as the Books

Part 11

 The next time Becky got to hang out with Freen it was not by Freen's choice.

Becky had been trying to get to Freen for a while. But she was constantly brushed off or plans changed. In fact she was seeing more Freen's assistant than she was of Freen.

Finally on a Friday night, Becky barged into Freen's office well after the rest of the building went home.

"Becky!"Freen cried in surprise.

"Ok, I get it, we're not really close as I'd like. I'm not even sure if you'd consider me your friend," Becky said. "But I'm yours. And for the love of god you need a day off. A real day off. Not one of those half days off."

"I can't there's too much to do," Freen protested.

"Oh fuck no. I'm closer friends with your assistant than I am with you. I like her, very nice girl. She's worried about you," Becky said, hands definitely on her hips. "Do you even know what time it is?"

"6:30?"

"It's after ten."

"Oh..." Freen said.

"You are done for the day," Becky said as she strode across the office and spun Freen's chair to face her. "And you are coming with me."

She pulled Freen up out of the chair and slung her across her shoulders in a fireman's carry.

"You need to have a day off," Becky said as she carried her off to the elevator.

"Becky! Becky! Put me down!" Freen asked with the barest hint of contained laughter.

"No! You haven't eaten, you haven't slept, you've done nothing for yourself, so I'm kidnapping you."

"Where are you taking me?" Freen asked when she finally stopped struggling against Becky as they exited the elevator.

"I haven't decided. I mean I could take you to Brad's, but that would be awkward since there's like no space, and everyone's asleep. I don't have a place of my own... I can't take you to your place because you'll find a sneaky ass way to do work. I guess we're going to GAP," Becky said.

"Ok, and then what?" Freen asked as Becky finally put her down next to her rusty van.

"Then I order food, we sit, we eat. You probably collapse at some point due to exhaustion," Becky shrugged as she cajoled the van into starting.

At GAP Publishing Becky directed Freen to her cubicle while they playfully bickered over what kind of pizza toppings to get.

"I can't believe you actually enjoy anchovies," Freen said. "It is like an affront to pizza."

Becky just stuck out her tongue as she fiddled with the GrubHub order.

The food arrived as the couple made small talk.

"How is the book coming?" Freen asked. "It's been a while since I've gotten an update."

"Brad is trying to convince me to add a story that he liked from the first draft, but there are so many other things I'd rather do, like jump out a window. Meanwhile Pema and Jin are going through with a fine toothed comb picking out every flaw." Becky sighed. "It's so hard when people just spend all day every day telling you how you fucked up in excruciating detail."

"Yeah... I'm well acquainted with that feeling," Freen said. "Sucks don't it?"

"Yeah..."