Call me Uber.

Comfortable.

As the sun began to rise I found myself struggling to get out of bed. Late nights really ain't my thing, and now I'm paying for it. I turn over to my left and look at the clock - it's 7am. At least I got a sleep in, or I would have if I hadn't been out last night. I lay there for a moment and begin to remember Fin the Uber driver and giggle to myself. I wonder if he responded.

I turn over to check my phone and the only message I have is the one I hadn't read from Ash - I'll deal with that girl later. I stand up out of bed and head over to the kitchen to make myself a coffee. The smell of freshly ground coffee beans in the morning light up my senses. As I sip on my freshly made coffee, I decide to check the text from my sister.

I was thinking we should go out with the girls tomorrow night, maybe we will have a girls night? Let me know!

How about.... No! I'm done with this bar hopping, I literally have run out of patience with this girl... I'm not even responding, I bet she'll be at my door later. I finally have a moment to myself, and I'm going to use it. I get out my mink blanket and park my ass on the couch, with my coffee in hand and my remote in the other I decide to flick on the tv and get some binge watching done of some of my favourite shows. Until my phone starts to vibrate - there goes me time.

Shopping? Need a new outfit for my Tinder date tonight. I'll be there in 15! See you soon bish! x

Great! Ryley, my best friend since forever is going on yet another date with another ineligible bachelor - she keeps doing this to herself. Wears her heart on her sleeve, and dates the most disgusting pieces of shit, but who was I to judge. I scull down the remainder of my coffee, it'll be a quick shower this morning!

I get out my leggings and a plain black shirt, whoever says leggings aren't pants seriously underestimate my commitment to comfort! Throw over an oversized hoody and throw my long blonde hair up in a messy bun, I'll regret this look later I'm sure. And just in time, I can hear stamping in the hall outside my apartment.

"Girl, we need to do something about this outfit" she snickers as I open the door to let her in.
"I could just slam the door back closed and you could go on your own" I respond with pursed lips and an unimpressed look on my face. She then barges straight in telling me all about Mr. Tinder date. I close the door with a heavy breath, she's in a good mood today! Ry and I were born a week apart - she's literally a slightly older version of me, except she hasn't grasped the concept of "he just ain't that into you."
"So what are you wanting to buy for tonight?" I say trying to change the topic from Mr. not good enough for my best friend.
"I wanted to go kinda Casual but still wanna look smokin' hot" she says finger on chin and deep in thought.
"And you couldn't wear one of your thousands of outfits you had at home?" I respond grabbing my purse and keys.
"Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?" She jerks back. Granted I'm not overly excitable these days, but I've just left my piece of shit fiancé, let me be!
"Ready to go?" I say as I walk to the front door, she quickly follows still talking about Rob, Tinder fail number 3456!

"I could get this" she says pulling out a bright yellow one piece playsuit, with a large bow running through the centre and rhinestones along the low plunge chest area.
"Yeah, you could if you're just wanting a quick fuck. Doesn't leave much to the imagination that piece" I say running my hand along the hangers, wondering why I had just spent 4 hours walking around the shopping complex without purchasing anything more than my regular soy latte.
"You gotta try before you buy, how you gonna know if he a keeper if you don't try him on for size" she laughs heading into the change room to put on this disgusting yellow playsuit.
"Why buy when you can get it for free"
I mutter under my breath!

She returns and finally decides on the playsuit, she's just asking for heart break. But again, I'll be there to listen to her whines and cursing over some wine when he fucks her and fucks off - and he will. What else is Tinder for?

Finally home! It's now 3pm at this point, and I haven't eaten a thing. I open the fridge and realise I haven't done my grocery shop this week. I'm left with bread, cheese and some milk! Looks like I'm not eating lunch, I turn on the coffee machine and decide to check my phone. 3 messages and 2 missed calls - I must have had my phone on silent. I check the calls they're both Ash, probably checking if I'm going tonight, now the text messages.

Your bill is due in 5 days - click here to pay now to avoid late fees.

Oh, Belong mobile thanks for the reminder that I have more bills to pay! Glad to be an adult.

Hey girl, just wanted to grab your address to send my engagement invite! I'M ENGAGEDDDD!!!!

That was quick, pretty sure I seen the post last night. She don't waste any time! I grab my coffee out of the machine and check the third message - knowing who it was from, I panicked a little. Fin!

Well Good morning, glad to hear you're saving my number. I'll make it up to your cat. How's 7 tonight sound?

Sorry what? Is he asking me out on a date? Or has he gotten in contact with my sister and he's driving us to another bar? So many questions! So I decide to respond,

7 tonight? I'll have to shuffle a few things around but I could make it work.

Non-Chalant response, I have no idea what this Brit wants from me, I guess time will tell.

Glad you could fit me in, wear something comfortable. x

Comfortable? Hell, that opens up a whole world of options. What the fuck does one wear to a 7pm meeting with a "Hot Uber Driver?" Scratch that - the hell are we doing? Surely he isn't driving us girls out to a bar If he said to dress comfortably. A million questions are running through my mind, but the main one was - why the hell am I stressing?

What the fuck do I wear?