Apart

Pranks

April 1st
Emma
"How tall are you?" Alice asked.
"5'9." I told her.
"Fuck I'm 5'8."
"Nice." I checked my Instagram feed while Alice rambled on, liking edits, commenting, and dming some funny ones to Clare. Then I saw a black picture.
Oh fuck. When these pictures come up, it's usually something bad. There is usually some long paragraph about depression, or hate, or something like that. I read the caption and saw who had posted it.
I flipped out. "Alice!"
"Yeah?"
"Why the hell are you deactivating? You fit in perfectly to the fandom!"
She burst out laughing. "Gatcha bitch! It's a prank. Check the date."
"Oh. It's April first. Damnit I gotta get my prank on."
"Oh god." Alice replied.
"Well, I gotta go prank people, bye!" And I hung up, wishing I could see her priceless reaction.
I then proceeded to put Saran Wrap over the only toilet in the house, tell Luke I was breaking up with him, switch the Men's and Woman's signs on a public bathroom, told my mom I was pregnant, and put sticky notes reading 'Sorry for the damage' on people's cars in a parking lot.
Some pranks worked, and some didn't. I jumped back into a call with Alice to tell her.
"Jesus. You could have told me you were leaving."
"I did." I answered.
"Yeah, and left a second after you said it." She pointed out.
"Shush."
"How'd your pranks work out?"
"Gucci."
"That's gucci."
"I know right so gucci." I replied.
"Yeah, gucci."
"Gucci is a gucci word."
"So gucci."
"Gucci gucci gucci."
We screamed 'guccu' more a minute before Alice's mom yelled at her.
"Sorry!" She said.
"Jesus I don't want to meet a mad lady that speaks French to quickly." I giggled. "Not very gucci."
"Hmm."
"Well, I gotta go, have a guccu day." I said. "Gucci."