“Colin?! Colin Greys?!” A woman yelled from the doorway.
Sam crept as quietly as one could in heels on hardwood flooring.
“You look.... familiar....” Colin said, pretending to sort of know her.
Sam looked to the door and let her jaw drop; it was the girl who dropped off firewood for her aunt, the girl she showed Colin a picture of. Those slender hips, big almond amber eyes, pillowy breasts as big as hers... how had she not seen the real reason he agreed to come here?!
“Come on, dude! Junior High, Lab Partner, same schedules two years straight, puked on you at Disney World, ring any bells?” She asked.
Sam came in asking “You know her?”
“Oh Sam, hi! You look... stunning.” Colin blushes at the sight of the blonde amazon in a red silk dress.
The woman smiled “So you’re Sammy! Your aunt talks all about you, I’m....”
“Megan, my aunt told me about you.” Sam smiles, “I can see you know my BOYFRIEND.”
The ginger haired woman blushed, “Oh.... you mind if I tag along, catch up with my old bud?”
Sam scowled with a pout, sighing “Fine.”
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Sam eyed up the deli fish thinking of recipes.
“My mom’s salmon with sage stuffing... perfect...” she smiled, “I’ll take my order, Donald.”
“Ah yes, 4 salmon fillets and one cuttlefish...” Donald smiles.
“Cuttlefish?” She asked, turning around.
“Take me to your lea-der!” Megan said with the cephalopod pressed against her face.
Colin tried not to laugh as Sam rolled her eyes. “Real mature, you two.”
They dropped off the groceries and stopped at a diner for lunch. Sam saw another romantic opportunity as the waitress headed their way.
“Excuse me, could I have a vanilla malt with two straws?” Sam asked.
“Oh, of course, honey!” The old lady smiled.
As the malt arrived, Sam put a straw in Colin’s lips and got read to put her own in.
“Oh wow, my fave!” Megan said as she stuck her straw in and started drinking.
“Anything else for the happy couple?” The waitress asked.
“Oh wha-?!” The redhead blushed, “No, we’re just friends, we aren’t-!”
Sam showed her ID and asked for five shots of the strongest thing they had.
The three gathered for the scariest movie her uncle owned, Texas Chainsaw Massacre. She yawned and outstretched her arm.
“Hey dude, what sappy chick flick is thi-?” Megan asked, screaming and leaping into Colin’s arms.
“You know what? I’m going to bed...” Sam said as she stormed off.
She held her ear close to the door and listened, finding out just how good of friends these two were.....