10:19 a.m. Sunday morning, fulfilled with excitement for the productive day ahead
You woke up, groaning from the warm sunlight slowly seeping through the blinds. The tiny bits of dust and dirt floating above you, trapped in the beams of light. The only noise was the birds outside, which you had grown familiar of, hearing everyday as yo- "FUCK I'M LATE!" The sleepiness that once controlled you seemed to have disappeared, you suddenly gained more energy than you once had. "Goddamnit! I'm almost an hour late!"
Breakfast and a good outfit, or getting rid of your morning breath, did not matter anymore, all that mattered was getting out of the door. You ran into your bathroom and pulled out a brush from the many drawers, quickly running it through your hair you grabbed your phone from your back pocket. Three messages from Ryanne.
ryanne: hey i'm here at the fountain meet me!
ryanne: hey it's been a few minutes your not ignoring me r u?
ryanne: i'm leaving now i hope your okay and didn't do this on purpose did u? y/n: i'm rlly sorry i slept in i'll meet you soon if you still want to
ryanne: ofc! i just thought something happened or you were mad at me
ryanne: just text when u pull up i'm in a restaurant by the mall so i'm pretty close
You almost tripped running back into your room to grab the first shirt you saw out of the cramped closet. The door creaked when you threw it open angrily, as if in pain. You slipped your shirt over your head remembering when your mother used to say "arms up!" when changing you. You wish they could come home soon, even though every teenager would dread it.
10:29 a.m. Sunday morning, the parking lot gave you feelings of kenopsia The soft breeze kept you company on the walk to the mall. You texted Ryanne when you found the restaurant you thought she might be staying in.
y/n: hey i'm here you're at that rip-off mickey d's right?
ryanne: u mean mc donald's omg thats adorable and yes
You though it was kind of weird she called you adorable, y'all weren't that close but, you brushed it off reminding yourself your in a relationship and you didn't need to worry about that. When you walked into the door the soft rain outside quieted. The sound was full of old 50's music and overlapped chatter, with the scratching of knifes on plates, which you usually hated but this time it seemed calm, and cozy.
"Hi, sorry for sleeping in, my fault." You smiled as you found Ryanne's table. "No, no it's fine! We haven't seen each other in a while, it's a small price to pay." She chirped, she was in good mood and her positivity radiated off her. "So, what are we waiting on? We can get food in the mall, I'll pay." She stood up and offered her hand to help you up as well.
All you did was gush about Billie, the entire walk, which was very short. You're sure Ryanne was thankful for that.
11:18 a.m Sunday morning, a very special mall trip with Ryanne
You ending up getting a few things from the mall for Billie. It was just jewelry and socks, the mall didn't have any clothes that could fit her taste. Ryanne and you developed a closer relationship. Maybe to close.
"This was really fun. It's nice to finally spend time out of the house, especially with you." Ryanne gave you hug after the store clerk rung up, what you agreed would be the last bag. "Yeah, I really enjoy spending time together," you replied, hugging back. "Maybe again tomorrow, not to brag but, I've got more than three dollars in my bank account." She offered. "I would, but I have a date," you replied, smiling ear to ear. "Oh, maybe next week?" You could see her sadness, you didn't expect her to be this sad. Just for not going to the mall. "Yeah sure! Drive me home?" "Duh."
The car ride was mostly silent, but not an awkward silent, just weirdly quiet.
11:25 a.m. Sunday morning, the birds had a nest near your window You had a few missed messages from Billie, which you squealed like a little girl when you saw them.
bil: hey babygirl wyd
bil: ft? 😏 y/n: yea! sorry i didn't text sooner i was at the mall bil: oooo wat did u get y/n: jus a simple outfit and a matching bra and panty set bil: send a picccc
bil: 🥺
y/n: of both?? bil: not if you don't want to
You were a little nervous, but you knew Billie and it's not like she's gonna be mean or anything. You rustled through your bags to find the set.
the set:
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You removed your clothes, then realizing how much of a half assed outfit your wore to the mall. You struggled to take a good pic, you ended up with a simple mirror selfie of you on the edge of your bed.
y/n:attachment : 1 image bil: yous got some tiddies
bil: oops didn't mean to say that y/n: 🙄 sure bil: ft??
