Arranged: A Future Decided

The Last Twenty-Four

June 14th, Copenhagen, Denmark.

Eva groped around for her phone on the nightstand. She frantically tried to turn her alarm clock as the opening riffs of Purple Rain played through the morning air. She finally got it to shut up as she looked at the time, 8:15 am. She groaned as she forced herself out of bed and towards the door, grabbing her robe on her way out. As she trudged downstairs for a cup of coffee Victoria came out from her room. They didn't say anything as they made their way to the breakfast nook, both well aware that the clock was ticking. 

"Espresso for you, Miss. Eva," Said a footman as he placed a small cup of espresso, on an ornate saucer, in front of Eva.

"Thank you," Eva replied in Danish as the footman turned to Victoria.

"And for you, Miss?" He asked in Danish to Victoria.

"Just coffee with cream and sugar," She replied with a smile.

Eva siped her espresso, slowly warding of the lingering exhaustion.

"Didn't sleep well?" Asked Victoria as she glanced at the darker than usual circles under Eva's eyes.

"I didn't know it was obvious," She grumbled in English as she set her now empty cup down.

"You look like you've had the plague," Victoria snickered as the footman returned with coffee for Victoria and another espresso. 

"I wish," She remarked as another older footman came in and delivered a tray of hot scones with various jams and spreads. 

They devoured the piping hot scones, ignoring the burning in their mouths. Slowly the other girls trickled in, all wearing their sleep clothes. More scones were brought in along with anything they wanted to drink. After a good thirty minutes of eating Senorita De Luca walked in, bringing with her a cloud of resentment.  

"Go get ready girls. We leave for the spa in thirty minutes," De Luca commanded, her heavy dark blue skirt swimming around her.

The six girls all rose and headed upstairs. Eva broke off from the others, finding her way to her rooms. Vallea was laying out a butter yellow skirt suit and matching flats. Eva slowly took off her pajamas and folded them on the bed. 

"I already have everything ready for you, Signorina," She said with a smile, her brown hair in a braid instead of her usual tight bun.

"Thanks, Vallea," Eva replied with a smile as Vallea clasped her bra.

With Vallea's assistance, Eva quickly got ready and the lady's maid applied some light makeup before Eva slipped on her flats. 

"Up or down?" Vallea asked when it came time to do her hair.

"Let's do down for a change," Eva replied with a smile. 

Vallea nodded as she touched up Eva's loose curls with the got iron. She ran her fingers through before brushing the top half. She proceeded to pin everything in place with bobby-pins before solidifying it with finishing spray.

"You're good," Vallea said as she stepped back, admiring her handy work.

"Thank you!" Eva stated, hugging Vallea before grabbing her purse and rushing out. 

Eva scrambled downstairs to the waiting car. Victoria and Kennedy were already waiting outside when Eva arrived. She slipped in just as the last three tumbled outside and down the stairs. 

"So sorry!" Declared Kathy as they also got into the limo. 

"If we're late I will know why God abandoned this timeline," Eva sighed as she looked out the window.