“Papa John’s.” Dana nodded and grabbed her cell phone. “What do you want?” Alice already knew her answer. “Double cheese pizza, and an order of the hottest wings they have.” Dana’s face scrunched up at the thought of hot wings. She placed the order, while Alice smashed her face back down into the couch.

Once she was off the phone, Dana walked over to the couch, and sat on the edge of it. She sat her hands on Alice’s shoulders, and rubbed gently, working from her shoulders to her lower back and up again. Alice would reposition herself every now and then, or direct Dana in her efforts. Alice spoke and it was barely audible due to her face being crammed into the couch cushion. “I’m so fucking tired.”

With Alice’s statement the doorbell rang, and Dana jumped up to get Alice’s food. She tipped the delivery boy generously, and was about to shut the door when he spoke up. “Oh my god, you’re Dana Fairbanks aren’t you.” The whole Subaru ad really popularized Dana. “Guilty as charged.” The boys mouth was wide open. “Wait til my sister hears about this. She has the biggest crush on you.”

With that, the delivery boy scampered down the hallway, while Dana shut the door and took the pizza to the kitchen. “Pizza, Al.” Alice jumped up rubbing her shoulder. “Fuckin’ A.” The blonde grabbed a slice of pizza and slammed half of it into her mouth, chewing rapidly. “God, Al. Slow down.” Alice grabbed a plate, 3 slices of pizza, and her box of wings, making her way into the living room. Dana followed her, smiling at how Alice’s eating habits had evolved.

Alice sat at the coffee table with her food, and Dana turned on the T.V. “What do you wanna watch, Al.” She looked over and Alice’s mouth was full to bursting with a mixture of pizza and wings. “uffin’ I ‘anna o’ to ‘ed.” Dana giggled and got up, cleaning off some of the dishes in her kitchen and putting them into the dishwasher, waiting for the journalist to get done eating. Alice sauntered into the kitchen, fake stumbling, getting her point across that she was tired and ready for bed time.

They shut off all the lights in Dana’s condo, and made their way to the bedroom. Alice took a running start and jumped in the bed face first, sighing, and smiling at how much the sheets smelled like Dana. “Want some jammies, Al?” Without skipping a beat, Alice stripped down to her bra and boy shorts and slid under the covers, propping them up with her hand, inviting Dana in. Dana did the same and slid into the bed, taking Alice in her arms for their usual spooning position. Soon they were both asleep, dreaming of the other.