Chapter Five, Part Two

Becky and Louise sat opposite each other, pushing their food around their plates.

“Hangovers and food don’t mix,” Becky said half under her breath.

“Agreed,” Louise pushed the plate of food away from herself, “you know what this calls for?”

Becky looked up questioningly.

“Hair of the dog!” and signalling the waiter she ordered two vodka and Diet Coke’s.

“Oh god, I don’t think this is a good idea,” Becky shook her head.

“It can’t make us feel any worse,” Louise shrugged.

They sat in awkward silence until the drinks arrived.

“So?” Louise didn’t know what to say, but she could tell that Becky was feeling uncomfortable.

“Erm,” Becky was staring down into the brown/black drink in front of her, “look. I’m not too sure how to do this but I need to talk to you about last night.”

“Last night?” Louise asked, trying to sound innocent.

“What happened last night?” Both girls looked up to see Mina smiling next to them, “I’ve been looking for you two everywhere!” Mina pulled up a chair and started eating off the two untouched plates.

“Really?” Becky looked annoyed.

“Yeah,” Mina said with a mouth full of chips, “God, you two look rough. What did you get up to last night?”

“Oh, we just went for a drink,” Louise answered, glad for the interruption.

“Looks like you had more than one!”

“Well yeah,” Becky pulled her plate back from Mina’s hungry hands, “I thought it might be nice to get to know our new friend a bit better.”

Mina gave Becky a knowing look, and they sat in silence for a minute.

“Anyway, what did you get up to last night? You seem cheery?” Louise was happy to turn the topic of conversation away from herself.

“Well,” Mina lent forward in her chair, “I met a boy,” she giggled, “a man really.”

“Oh yeah? Tell all!” Louise was genuinely excited, she couldn’t understand why someone as gorgeous as Mina was single.

“I was at a bar with some friends, he works there. No don’t look like that,” Mina saw Becky pull a disgusted face, “he’s really nice and intelligent. He just works there for extra money.”

“So what else does he do?” Becky asked as she piled her fork with food, along with her appetite she seemed to have found he a bit of a mean streak.

“He’s a cab driver,” Mina sounded unsure, “and a photographer.”

“Oh great,” Becky sighed, “you’re always falling for these useless guys with no jobs. Next thing you know he’ll be putting naked pictures of you up on the internet. Again.”

Mina looked embarrassed.

“No, don’t be mean,” Louise felt she had to say something, “Mina, I’m sure he’s a nice guy. Have you heard from him today?”

“Yeah, we’ve been texting all morning. He is nice,” she glared at Becky, “apparently he’s driving some knobby guy around London all day.  And getting paid a small fortune for the privilege.”

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About reneewilkins

I am a twenty-something Londoner who enjoys writing. As well as writing, I enjoy all the usual and unusual things people my age (and those older and younger) enjoy.

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