Laying in bed, Stevie was asleep---out like a light after her whole night of studying and finishing her homework for the weekend to be free.
Her phone began ringing, causing her to jump after a moment because it wasn't often she got a call in the morning.
Pushing herself up, she threw her legs over the edge of the bed and headed over to answer it. "Hello?" she asked, trying to figure out what day it was because it felt like she had come out of some sort of coma.
"Stevie, we're on our way over," Lori's vocals filled the phone.
"What? We?" she asked, her brain not functioning too well thus far.
"Your brother, Rob and me... We're on our way over," she assured.
Lori and Chris had gone to pick up Robin so that they could do their separate things; he would fix the Jones' pipe while the girls stayed with his sister for a girls' day planned by the redhead.
"Okay..." she paused. "I love you ladies very much, but why are you coming over? I just needed Chris to fix the leak in my tenants' pipe... Plus, I have some things to do today," she added.
"Oh, like you go anywhere but school," Lori smirked.
"Um, I work..." she had to point out.
"You don't tonight, so we'll be there in ten minutes... We're having a spa day, all day before we go out tonight."
"We're going out tonight?" she asked.
"Yes, ma'am, and I have the perfect explanation as to why... So, don't worry."
"Whatever..." she hung up the phone and went back to her bed for a moment just so she could get up again and figure her day out thus far. Getting up again, she went straight to the kitchen so she could get some sort of coffee or tea going.
Having set a kettle of water on the stove, she went to the restroom so she could shower and just wash up before anybody did come over.
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Pounding on the door, Lori was determined to get inside.
"Calm down," Robin put her hand over the girl's.
"She's going out tonight," she claimed. "Whether she likes it or not... Stevie! Open the door!" she yelled.
The door soon opened.
"Oh, my God, Lori... I will kill you---you sound like you are drunk off your ass," Stevie assured, turning around to move through the room. "I have neighbors, y'know..."
"Well, you weren't answering," she whined as she lugged her bags full of beauty treatments and makeup.
"Because I was in the shower---getting this day ready," she assured, scoffing though forming a laugh at Robin.
It was late morning, but typically when Stevie got up if it wasn't till after noon.
"She's just excited," Robin waved it off---following Lori in, handing over a bottle of champagne.
"That's great," the blonde gave a thumbs up as she squinted to see the brand on the bottle.
Lindsey came out of his apartment and he smirked at the sight of the women trailing in. "What's with all the racket over there?" he kind of yelled.
Stevie stopped in her tracks, trying to get her bearings on. "I'm sorry to wake you," she waved.
"I'm just teasing," he winked at her.
Lori popped back out, "Hey!" she waved.
"Hi," he kind of smiled, not too sure what to make of the redhead quite yet.
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Ties That Bind
Fanfiction1983/1987 ~ Stevie is a twenty-five year old building manager, college student and as she is reaching for her goals, she finds herself infatuated by the carefree guitarist, Lindsey Buckingham.
