Fancy Schmancy

Sacha stayed with me for the rest of the week and went back to her house on Saturday to pack up her mother's things, arguing she needed to do it alone when I insisted on going with her. Her stubbornness won the argument for her.

Therefore I answered Lanie's summons when she called me on Saturday morning to go dress shopping, exuding excitement like she was the one going for the event.

I met with Lanie at the food court in Schreps Mall, where her brother worked, the mall that had been attacked a month ago, the place already looking brand new from the damage dealt on it by the bots.

"Hey", I said, popping in front of her, obviously startling her, from her shocked sea green eyes.

"You scared me", Lanie responded, as I sat opposite her, noticing her hair.

"You wore your hair down today", I said, my eyes round with excitement.

"This is not the first time", Lanie scoffed.

"It's the first time I'm seeing you with your hair down, without it being up first".

"Whatever", Lanie bit back, rolling