CARA
“Come in,” I watched the door eagerly wondering who it was.
The door screeched open and Philip poked his head inside, “Hey” he smiled.
“Hey, come in”
He walked in and stood at the door, “Like how you remember?”
I nodded, “Even my Celine Dion albums are still where I left them.”
Philip chuckled, “Say Cara, I know you just came back and you are probably tired but do you want to get out of here?”
“Oh yes, please yes,” I said as I sighed in relief.
Philip chuckled, “I knew it.”
“I am bored out of my mind, Philip, right now, I don’t want to be home.”
“When was the last time you went to a club?” he asked.
“Pttth,” I tried to remember, “I don’t know, not since…” I caught myself, I didn’t even want to mention his name in a sentence.
Philip noticed but didn’t comment on it, “Well, you are in luck, a new joint just opened, wanna come check it out?”
I nodded.
I felt a surge of excitement run through me, this is the most worked up I’ve been since… since everything.
I sighed suddenly, “I don
