Personal Paramedic | Alex Høgh Andersen

05 A good night

Warning: pg13?

The rest of the day went by in a blur with a swirl of emotions. The girls didn't know what to think or what to expect. After work they rushed home to raid their closets wondering what looks to go with for the night. Cleo chose a pair of Converse with black high waisted skinny jeans and an olive-green top cut extremely low in the back, showing off all her best features- her wide hips and the curve of her back. Evan wasn't sure whether to go with something less subtle or not. She knew she wanted attention tonight but didn't want to overplay it either. She enjoyed being coy and mysterious, quite the opposite of Cleo's loud magnetism. She ended up choosing a pair of skin-tight blue jeans that showed off her long muscular legs and a low cut plain white tee with an Adidas jacket and a pair of tennies. As the girls put the finishing touches on their hair and makeup, Evan grabbed her favorite necklace to put on. She smiled admiring it in the mirror, the gold script of her name "Evan" wrote out, thinking of all the times it had saved her in bars when she pretended 'Evan' was her boyfriend to try and fend from men who were giving away a little too much attention. Tonight, she wouldn't be using it to fend the men away, but to draw their attention in and hopefully force their eyes a bit lower.

Finished, the girls walk out into the common room where the rest of their roommates were relaxing watching tv and making dinner.

"Oh wow, you ladies look brilliant" Bex begins, eyes widening while standing up. "Those guys aren't gonna know what to do with themselves when they see you."

Chuck nods in agreement, taking a gulp from his can of beer and retuning his attention to the TV "You girls should be able to get all the free drinks you want tonight" he mumbles.

"Oh Chucky, stop it! You flatter us!" Cleo coos dramatically in response.

Adam and Dean stop their work in the kitchen to step out and look at the girls.

"Wow" Dean whispers, his eyes lighting up as he sees Evan.

"'Wow'? Oh hunny, I think you can do better than that! These girls look delectable! Why are we even making dinner? We can eat these two up right here! Those boys should be drooling over you tonight" Adam gushes, clapping his hands together.

Evan lets out a giggle looking from Adam to Dean, feeling herself blush when she notices his warm gaze is still on her. He was so handsome she couldn't deny the attraction that was there, she suddenly felt conflicted about going to get drinks with Alex and Marco tonight. She shouldn't be feeling this way, this is something she'd dreamt of for how long now? She shook her head pulling herself out of her thoughts and turned to Cleo.

"You ready?"

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When the girls entered the bar they didn't see the boys. They ordered drinks and sat at a round pub table in the middle of the bar to wait for them until they arrived. As Evan took her first drink of the chilled liquor her nerves instantly started to settle, her own sleeping tonic for the butterflies.

"Damn, I wish I would have gotten one of their numbers today so I could ask them where they are right now" Cleo grumbles checking her phone for the time.

"Or ask if they're setting us up" Evan adds, taking another sip of her drink trying to wash the worry away.

"Ah, but we're not those kind of guys" they hear a voice say. As they turn to look they see Marco with a huge grin plastered on his face.