RE: girl

RE: carrie bradshaw can call me anytime

one: when a character spends valentine's day alone

One of the biggest advantages of being single was saving a lot of money on lipstick. Also, a considerable amount of free time; lieu of hot hookups while your mom was out, you could've taken up yoga or joined the Roller Derby team - which despite leaving you susceptible to cuts and bruises, came with pastel-colored roller skates and sweaty lesbians (amazing) - things that you, matter-of-factly, did take up.

But with your surroundings bleached white and the next week and a half of school closed, spending Valentine's Day single felt more like a spiritual screw-you than anything else.

Maria was off with her boyfriend, Brad Pitt Jr. who had pilfered her away with the promise of Couple's Skiing. Hence you had nothing and no one to do this year. (This was the norm for every year, all sixteen of them. Reaching second base with Tony unspecified-jawline Nakamura in utility closet #3 was as far as the world was going to take you.)

Today's schedule wasn't composed of any romantic activities, unless splitting tub of ice cream with your dog was, and it wasn't. You mulled over this while buttering your pancakes and listening to '60s love ballads on the radio.

Interrupting your music, a lethargic-sounding weather man announced that there would extra six inches by mid-afternoon. By six, that in all likelihood meant eight. Your mom was out of town for an ample amount of time because of the weather, leaving the burden of shoveling to you. The only (hah, only) dilemma was that you didn't have a jacket - your sole jacket, the trademark fleece that you wore over your ratty UCLA sweatshirt, an effective combination against the elements.

At the beginning of winter, your mom offered to take you on a shopping trip which you had forgone to go to The Front Bottoms concert instead. Pros of turning down your mom on her offer to buy you a parka for Christmas - you didn't have to go around in a puke green parka. Cons - you were left defenseless and that meant you had to text Josh and answer the whole conundrum.

At least your angst could keep you warm.

(10:42am)

you: hey it's ruby

josh: dillinger?

you: yup

josh: i have your jacket

you: awesome

josh: do you want me to bring it to you?

josh: that's a stupid question nvm

josh: where can we meet up?

you: what

josh: for me to give you your jacket

josh: i'd assume you need it

Josh was right. You were cold. You'd been cold for the past week, and were one jacketless day away from contracting frostbite in your arms.

you: you can bring it to me in school sometime

josh: yea but school doesn't open up until it stops snowing and with global warming and all, that probably won't happen until next week

you: oh

josh: do you want me to bring it to your place?

You were faced with a hard decision: Josh witnessing you during your valentine's day mope (sweatpants, hair tied, no makeup, and maple syrup running down your chin in a golden cascade) or your arms.

you: no

Looks like you're gonna lose your arms.

josh: uh ok