7:32 pm in Cassie Bates's house. She walks into her rose scented bedroom, fresh out of the shower, and walks over to her record box. She flicks through her large collection of records and picks The Cures 'three imaginary boys'. She goes to the record player that sits on her chest of drawers and places it down on the turntable and flicks the on switch at the nearby plug. She gently places the needle onto the start of the grooves and feels warmth in her body as it gently crackles and begins to play the album.
She walks over to her wardrobe and pulls out the velvet burgundy slip dress that she'd bought especially for the occasion with a suitable turtleneck to put underneath. She lays the clothes out on her bed and remains in her towel whilst she dries her hair. After her hair is dried she sits down at her vanity and begins to apply her makeup. She receives a snapchat from Dec halfway through her eyeshadow and her heart beats a little quicker for a few seconds. It was a photo of him stood in a mirror, holding up a half full bottle of Smirnoff vodka presumably. He was dressed in an 80's style striped top with black skinny jeans and a denim jacket to compliment. 'Can you believe all your favourite people reunite tonight? Streaks x' Cassie couldn't help but smile to herself at how excited he was to see us/her again. She snapped back a photo of her, 'excited to see you and get CRUNK'. He quickly replied 'what EVER loser can you just come round already please'
—cassies pov as usual—
I replied to the Snapchat informing him my taxi was coming any moment now and I'd be there in 30 minutes max. I slid the dress over my body and looked at myself in the mirror. I smiled and ran my hands over the curves and dimples in my figure but wondered why we were all making such an effort to dress up when we've seen each other at three am in our pyjamas before. I slipped on my old skool vans (like I usually do) and waited for the beep outside for my taxi arriving.
"Are you still okay to pick me up at about 12 mum?"
"12 is a bit late, so we'll see but I'll come pick you up later anyways," she replied softly. I closed the front door and hopped into the back of the taxi for the short twenty five minute drive to Declan's house and listened to my playlist, texting him every now and then to tell him where I was.
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We pulled up at the house a little later on and I thanked the driver and gave him his money before climbing out of the car and having a proper look at the house. It was tall and broad, the front garden was beautifully filled with flowers and shrubbery with a stone walkway leading up to the ruby red front door. I walked up towards the door and knocked twice. There was a momentary wait before I heard the lock click and the door turn ajar. His fluffy hair peered around the side of the door quickly followed by his dark brown glistening eyes. The rest of the door FLUNG open and I felt his arms flood over my body. "I'm so happy to see you Cass!" I dropped my bag and wrapped my arms around his waist, snuggling my head into his lower neck. "Im so happy to see you too twat face!" I muffled.
"Okay that was rude Cassie Bates!" He disembarked from the hug and put his hands on his hips.
"Ohhhh just shut it mckenna and let me inside already!" He laughed and shook his head at me before letting me inside the mckenna household. Once inside I could hear the gentle hum of conversation with television playing behind it. I slipped off my shoes on Dec's request and followed him through the teal coloured hallway to the living room.
Charlie and joe were sat on the sofa at the back of the room. "Ayyup pal!" Joe said standing up from the seat and opening his arms for me to follow into. His grasp was tight and he swayed my body as I hiccuped with jumpiness with each pat on my back.
"I swear you wore that exact outfit when I saw you last," I said once we pulled away from the hug.
"Well you know me Cassie, it's paisley or nothing," I giggled slightly but was taken out of focus by an aggravated groan from Charlie who was sat with his head lolled back on the sofa, grasping his Apple MacBook hard as if he was about to throw it.
