Lara ran up the stairs to Dana’s bedroom and knocked on the door, waiting to hear Dana’s voice. When Dana called for her to enter Lara pushed open the door and smiled at the sight before her. Dana was sitting n her bed in a pile of clothes with her head in her hands. “Trouble?” Lara asked. She had gotten a call from a very frantic tennis player asking her if she would please come over that it was an emergency. Somehow Lara had known without a doubt that it had something to do with Dana’s date that night.

“I have nothing to wear.” Dana heaved a frustrated sigh and threw a stray article of clothing onto the floor.

“That’s ok. The date will be better for her if you go naked anyway.” Lara teased as she went over and started going through Dana’s closet.

“I can’t-” Dana was about to protest going on a date wearing nothing when her brain realized that Lara had only been joking. She launched a shirt in the red head’s direction, “Would you just help me?” Dana cried desperately. “She’s going to be here in an hour.”

Lara rifled through Dana’s clothes unexpectedly amused at their current situation. It was strange to think that she would be here helping the woman that she loved pick out an outfit to wear on a date. “Where are you going?” She asked as she continued moving clothes around looking for something for her friend to put on.

“Just for a walk, and to maybe grab some lunch.”

Lara’s mouth dropped as she stopped and looked at Dana. “Are you serious Dana?”

“I know. I just, I haven’t been on a date in so long and nothing feels right.” Dana fell back onto her bed into the pile of clothes and sat there staring at the ceiling. “I should call her and tell her that I can’t go. If I can’t even find anything to put on can you imagine how the rest of the night is gonna go?”

Lara went over and sat on the edge of the bed nest to Dana. She understood what was going on. “Dana. you should go. You need to go. I’ll find you something to wear.”