got lightning in a bottle || n.h au

eleven

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Mondays.

There's a special place in hell for those wretched things.

Well if they were an actual living entity, that is. You catch my drift.

Even the eventful weekend I had had couldn't help me warm up to or be pleased at the existence of Mondays. Nope.

It was lunch -my favourite time of the day, surprise surprise- and I was sat with Natasha, enjoying the burger I had for lunch.

Tasha, on the other hand, was more interested in the details about my weekend than in her food. Nosy, nosy child.

"Sooo..." Natasha trailed on, her eyes gleaming in the way they always when she the latest scoop on one thing or another.
She was looking at me expectantly, her chin resting on her hands. I already knew what she wanted.

But I wouldn't be me if I didn't play dumb and drag it on now, would I?

"Sooo....?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Zahraaaa!" She whined in that way only she can.

"Natashaaaaaa" I mimicked. She was beginning to get this annoyed look on her face that I absolutely loved. Well only when I was the one causing it.

"Out with it! How was the date??"

Before I had even told my mom, which was kind of expected, I had already texted Natasha :

"NILAL JUST ASJRD ME OUY ON A DATE"

"I"

"IS THISD RESL LHFE? !"

"COME HERE ANDB PONCH MW"

"I CRY"

This along with a series of red dancing emojis, a dozen heart eyes, that face that looks a lot like little dude on the cover of Home Alone and then approximately a hundred exclamation marks.

She's too familiar with my "Fong kong fangirl speak", as she calls it, so she exactly what I had said.

Her response was a forty second voice note of her squealing and making dying walrus sounds before she squealed for the last time and yelled:

"MY BABY! SHE'S GROWING UP! WHAT IS THIS?! MAKE IT STOP OH MY G-AHHH!!" .

And then voice note just cuts off. The screaming was probably her falling off of her bed and dropping her phone, as she always does when's excited or spazzier than normal.

I digress. Back to the present.

"It was nice" I shrugged, looking down and biting my lip in an attempt not to smile too much.

"Just nice?! Bullshit! I know you've got tons of adjectives in that smarticle brain of yours that you're just dying to use. Now spill" she looked me dead in the eye, prompting me to carry on.

I took a deep breath.

"It was flipping amazing Tash!! It was like something out of those stupid romcoms we spend so much time watching, only more incredible, in my opinion. He somehow got us tickets to the freaking Honey Dew Carnival and- "

"Wait what?! I thought the tickets were sold out" Tasha cut in, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"I did too! But apparently his dad knows a guy who knows a guy, who has an uncle or something to that effect, I wasn't really paying much attention at that point to be honest. I was too busy willing my heart to stop beating so erratically and end up giving me a premature stroke or something"
"Oh my word you lucky little tart!"