𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 | 𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘒𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘯

✰ 9 ✰

Maeve was not the only one hiding an important information from her roommate, Alanis did too. Exceptionally, hers was far less consequential than a growing situationship with a mutual friend.

With both of their university graduations, the slow ending of their time as roomies and being co-workers, she decided on organising a party to celebrate the years. Their friends offered to help gladly, hopefully surprising Maeve.

Evie's phone had been ringing non-stop all day long thanks to the Verhoeven family. They would be on a plane to Amsterdam for the ceremony soon and flooded the groupchat with endless messages. Yet she could not be happier to finally see her family again, the international school years limited her meetings with them.

The girl was appointed to pick her Irish family up from the airport, otherwise she would count herself as a failed daughter and sister. After finalising her preparations for her graduation outfit, it was on the dot for leaving.

Schiphol, per usual, was busy with vacationers and businesspeople. For a Thursday afternoon though, Maeve had expected a little less commotion.

"Evie!", a female voice helped her lift her head up from the phone in her hand.

Niamh, her two-year-older sister, was the complete opposite of Maeve. Her hair was light and her blue-greenish eyes pierced through everyone who passed her, hence the Dutch roots.

The girl hadn't left Dublin much, leading her accent to be as heavy as those of the men in the local pubs. Her outgoing persona hit off with almost anyone immediately which worked out perfectly for her in the career of event planning.

Maeve and Niamh used to be inseparable. With the younger sister having trouble to find friends and connect with others, the older one pulled her into the same environment as she was in. After Evie left for university, they grew apart but never fell out of touch and texted or called almost everyday.

"I've missed you so much, Nia", she confessed to her older sister.

Niamh scoffed: "You've been telling me that ever since you left, are you okay?"

"Yes, actually", Maeve told her confidently,"I'm doing pretty well."

"Can we get a hug now too?"

Her father's joking tone had the girl beaming and running up into her parents' arms. The couple flung their arms around their child and inhaled deeply to soak in the feeling of being together as a whole again.

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"Could they make these robes any more unflattering?", Alanis groaned as she tried to tighten the thin fabric of her graduates gown.

Maeve gave up on it after a solid minute out of frustration, so she laughed at the true statement. She wasn't a person to show off either and embraced the looseness of it around her body.

"I didn't pay for a dress to wear underneath a potato sack that would hide it anyway!"

The Irish girl giggled but suppressed it when her best friend glared at her with a warning sparkle.

They checked themselves in the full body mirror before heading out and towards the campus. For one last time, they would enter the building of horror that had the two in every mood for the past years.

Maeve and Alanis couldn't help to be sad about the culmination of their journey together. They had grown closer to the point where they considered each other as best friends, although distance wouldn't change it.