L.A would of course be filled with surprises. So when Hazel receives an email asking her to 'join' a baseball game, as a VIP spectator, the first reasonable thing she can think of doing is call Maple. Her trusted best friend. Although, right now that is a doubt too. Considering that Maple would probably have biases, what with her love for sports, and especially baseball. Hazel waits patiently, tapping her fingers on the marble kitchen island, the sun sinks lower behind her, and it casts a beautiful golden glow down the whole room. She watches, as for a moment, her hand looks like it gains colour, and life.
And then a sole ring interrupts the silence, and she picks up. "Maple, I—"
"I can read, oh my gods, you said yes, right?" Maple asks her, and the last time she remembers hearing so much shuffling from her best friend on the other side was the eve of her eighteenth birthday. And that felt so long ago. Seven years, even she didn't think it had been so long.
"No." she practically anticipates the groan that interrupts Maple's shuffling.
Then there's silence. "Then, say yes!"
"Maple, I don't know," she begins, running a hand through her hair. "What exactly will I do there? A philanthropist? A speaker? What relevance do I even hold in such a crowd?" she dares ask. Maple is probably bound to lecture her ears off now, but it doesn't matter anymore. This game was in a week, flat. And she needs to send an answer within the next two days.
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