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Looking Back
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After looking at myself in the mirror and getting my notebook I open the door. Shit, I forgot my coffee! Once I have my coffee safe in hand, I stand up next to the door and then
“Ow!!” What the hell was that? Damn that coffee is hot. When I look up there is a very hot, very sweaty woman dressed for a marathon.
“I’m so sorry. God, I never pay attention. I’m so sorry.” On looking up at this woman, it was quite impossible to not notice the awkwardness or nervousness but also this cuteness. Of course this is something I find unbelievably funny and I guess I started to laugh because she immediately gets offended.
“What’s so funny?” She asks, trying to look at herself, as if to see if there something she didn’t notice.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize there was license required for tennis shoes?”
“What? Huh?” She looks down at her feet and starts to smile shyly. Which I might add is totally adorable. “Oh, yeah. I’m sorry. I was just psyching myself up, you know? I have a big match coming up and I was thinking about it. I didn’t even notice the car door. I’m so sorry. I’ll pay for any dry cleaning.”
“Really, it’s not a big deal.”
“But look at your shirt. I’m really sorry.”
“Shit! I have an interview in…” I look at my watch to realize that I’m already late. “now. Damn.”
“Really. I’m sorry.” She says as she reaches to grab my notebook. “Do you mind?” I shake my head and she writes something down on it, “Look, here is my number. Just call me and let me know how much I owe you. I know I should pay more attention. I just sometimes get caught up in my head and I don’t even”
“Ok, you really need to breathe between sentences. I’m getting exhausted listening to you.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“And you need to stop saying I’m sorry. It should be stricken from your vocabulary. I think you’ve said it ten times in the last 30 seconds.” She looks so very uncomfortable. I smile what I hope is a nice one and not a rushed aggravated one. Apparently it was a nice one because her look relaxed a bit, “Listen, really, it’s fine. Thank you for stopping. You really don’t have to worry about the dry cleaning. It’s an old shirt.”
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Awww this was great, seeme like Alice had brought them all together in some way, I like how it was from her POV. This was awsome, keep up the great work!
Oh, that was good. I like reading things from Alice’s POV. Plus we need a little background on how all of our ladies met. Nice work.
This was wonderful to read. Thank you.
Admirable. I’ve never liked Alice (or Dana) better, you gave her more depth than she usually has. And Shane’s crack about Cher made me laugh out loud. I just did a major move a few months ago. God I hate moving, good luck with it. Please, next time you post give us old fucks with the tired eyes and special glasses some larger print.
Nice story! I loved reading your take on how Alice met the gang. Thanks for sharing.
Again…beautiful.
Thanks for your writing, very good we can’t expect less from you.
This was great :D I’m so glad you decided to go for my challenge :D
I always love your stories. It’s nice to read a story that gives our girls some background as to how they all met. I also like reading things from Alice’s POV. Please continue!
What a robust post. Very nice. Good luck on your move. Thanks.
This was a really sweet story, i loved Alice’s POV and the fact she brought the gang together. I wish you all the best with your move.
I still hope there will be a next chapter of Drowning though.I hope you’ll get inspired again.
That was great. Thank you.
Wow that was such a great look back and story. So Alice and so spot on. thanks