quiet [h.s]

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i wake up to the sound of that annoying alarm, i wish i could just sleep for about a million years. 2:30 PM. fuck.

i'm quickly awake and i rush out of bed, changing my clothes faster than i've ever done. i don't even know why i had an alarm at 2:30 PM but i'm actually glad i have. i pick up my shoes and car keys and get in my car. i drive fast, more than the speed limit allows, but i don't really care. i was supposed to be at work 2 hours ago.

i step inside, hearing the bell ring at the door and i make my way to the kitchen, walking through it to the staff's room. i knock on the door of my boss' office and i hear a "come in!".
when i open the door i see a disappointed look on his face, "laury, it's been the fourth time this month that you've been late, i cannot keep tolerating this." he says with worry but also anger in his voice.

"i know, i've just not been in the best place lately. i guess it has to do with my mom, i hope you understand.." i look at him and he looks sad, i'm not lying i haven't been feeling well because of my mom who passed away a few months ago. today was the first day since her death that i slept without waking up. other times i was just late because i didn't wanna drag myself to that place, being reminded that she's not there.

i work at the place my mom used to work at, we worked together, quite odd, but she was my best friend. we worked at a diner, she did the orders and i was the accountant of the place. i checked if every bill was payed right, if things needed change, if nobody took money out of the register, that kind of stuff. i don't have to talk to anyone besides my boss, so basically that's a good job for me. my thoughts are interrupted when mr. longenia speaks up "i understand, i do. she was the best employee i've ever had, and she was a great person too. but i can't let you being late all the time, we need you here. what if you just worked two hours later today?" he suggests, and i nod. i should be doing my job right.

the clock reads 10pm, i worked my hours and i'm free to leave now. i'm the last one here, since the diner closes at 9, because we're low on staff. i close the doors, lock them and make my way to my car. i get a text,

sam:)

hey you up for drinks?

i looked at the text when i stopped at a red light, questioning what i should say. i decided to say no and stay home, i'm seeing her tomorrow anyways.

me

nah im tired sammie, we can go before the party tomorrow if ya want?

i send the text and within a few seconds the red light turns green.

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saturday, july 7th

"i really don't know what to wear, what's the dresscode?" i ask sam, looking at her face. she decided to facetime me because she was in a dillemma between three dresses, i helped her out and choosed a navy blue heart shaped dress whom i know looked stunning on her.

she looks at me confused "dresscode? you need to get out more, go to more parties, there's no dresscode. or yes there is, slutty" she winks at me and i laugh, "yeah right, me, slutty. you should hear yourself."
i place my phone on my bed, against a book, so she can still see me. i go over to my closet and stand in front of it. "blue, red or black?" i ask sam.

"what about black AND red, go crazy." i laugh and grab a red top, its a crop top where i obviously can't wear a bra underneath, but since i'm not staying long at the party itself, it doesn't matter. i'm planning on having a few drinks with sam before the party, staying at the party for less than an hour and then heading over to a cute restaurant to get dinner for myself. i like the night i had planned, it was calm but yet wild for me. imagine, laury heffernan, going to a party. it's wild.