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I hot girl summer

LIKA

My flat is a five minute walk from the university, and I breathe a sigh of relief when I walk through our house's massive oak doors. It's been a long day, and all I want to do is take a hot shower and crawl into bed. Maybe read some romance too.
The space I share with Mary has two bedrooms, a small common area, and an even smaller kitchen. Originally, this flat used to belong to her uncle, but because he's traveling around the world and no one's here to look after it, he offered Mary to live in it.

"Hey. You're back late." My roommate pokes her head into my bedroom, sucking on the straw poking out of her glass. She's drinking something green and chunky and absolutely gross looking, but it's a sight I've grown accustomed to. It's kind of a diet she does.

"I had rehearsal." I kick off my shoes and proceed to change into my pink, silky pajamas.

"So listen..."
Her casual opening raises my guard. I've lived with Mary for two years. Long enough to know that when she starts a sentence with "So listen," it's usually followed by something I don't want to hear.

"Hmmm?" I say, as I grab my skincare stuff from the shelves.

"Me and Giorgi are  going to Batumi for the summer." Her doe eyes take on a stern glint. "You're coming with us."
I groan. "What? No way."
"Yes way" She folds her arms over her chest. "School is over, so you don't get to use that as an excuse. And you promised you'd make an effort to be more social this year."
she's right. I did make that promise.
but i dislike loud crowds and people in general. My social anxiety has gotten worse this year, i must admit.

Mary softens her tone when she sees my distressed face. "We've done this before, Liku. It'll be like all those other times. Im not going to leave your side. Hell, im not even going to drink, I promise."
Shame tugs at my gut. Shame and regret and a touch of awe, because man, she truly is an incredible friend. She doesn't have to stay sober and remain vigilant just to make me feel comfortable, but she does it every time we go out, and I love her deeply for it.
But I hate that she has to do it.
"I don't want to third wheel you and gio."
"You won't, i promise. Im going to ignore him for you"
"Please don't do that."

We both laugh.

"okay then, I'm in." I relent, not just for her sake, but my own. I had promised her I'd be more social, but I also promised myself that I would make an effort to try new things this year. To lower my guard and stop being so damn afraid of the unfamiliar.

"oh my god! We are gonna have so much fun!" She brings her glass up. " to the hot girl summer!"

We have arrived in our flat that we've rented for summer. Now we are getting ready to go out and have some fun. Gio is waiting downstairs.

The dress, mary managed to talk me into wearing it, is black and tight, with cut on the leg. It is indeed out of my comfort zone, but what can i say, I've dug my own grave but making that promise.

"You look so hot, babe." Mary says "i told you winged eyeliner suits your eyes."

I look at myself in the mirror. The eye make up, that Mary did, really brings out my eye color, and red lipstick makes me feel hot.

"Are you ready?" Mary jumps, up and down in a matching black dress.

"God, yes."