Alice’s Apartment 7:45pm

Alice stood in her dimly lit room, adorned in only her underwear, staring at a heap of clothes flown randomly onto her orange bed. She scratched her head as she tossed another pair of pants from her closet onto the mountain of accumulating crap. Should she go sexy and wear a low cut top with jeans, comfortable in sweats, casual in a long sleeved shirt with pants or maybe even a skirt? Why the fuck was this such a big decision, it was getting dressed for christ sake. Alice had never felt pressured or uncomfortable around Dana before but now that she was attracted to her… Oh god she just admitted to herself that she was attracted, now it was no longer a ‘maybe’ situation. She had given the crush a voice and it had become a plain fact. Bringing her hands to her face and holding her head she let out a defeated sigh. This was insane, she knew what she had to do, she had to talk to Dana. Tonight was too soon, she needed some time to plan this out and be as cool but honest about it as possible. Going with a simple red vest and cute cropped jeans she felt relieved to finally have made one decent decision today.

Inside Dana’s Subaru 7:49pm

Dana on the other hand had picked out her clothes and been ready since 7. Unlike Alice she was in a pretty relaxed state of mind listening to the sports news as she drove the familiar route to the writer’s apartment.

 “And lastly I have to mention how excited I am about next Wednesday’s tennis match between Dana Fairbanks and Venus Williams, this should be one hell of a match folks with Fairbanks on the up and rising I wouldn’t be surprised if she wiped the floor with Williams, she’s been amazing this year so far with a 92% win rate.”                                              “Calm down Ted it’s just a charity event plus Venus still has some fiest in her yet.”             “I’m betting easily on Fairbanks though, goodnight folks I’m Ted Mason and he’s Gary Wilson and now back to Rosie with the 100 best number 1 singles of the 80s.”

Dana turned off the radio and smiled to herself for two reasons, she was beaming with pride that she was even mentioned on the sports news at all let alone have some commentator bet for her and tell thousands of listeners she would ‘wipe the floor with Williams’. She had been training extra hard, putting in overtime into her workouts and sticking to a stricter diet than usual, although tonight’s pizza wouldn’t hurt. The second reason she was smiling was because she knew Alice was probably listening to her cheesy 80s singles now and dancing around her apartment playing air guitar like nobody’s business.