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âA cheeseburger, small fries, an orange juice, andâŚâ Looking back, she sought Thomasâs eyes. Leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets, the redhead gave her a nod. Alice gave him a thumbs-up in understanding and turned back to the McDonaldâs cashier. âTwo cheeseburgers, three pickle slices, one tomato. A Coke Zero. Three packets of ketchup and large fries. Please.â
"Thatâll be 12 euros. Cash or card?â Before she could say a word, Thomas stepped up beside her."
âCash, please.â He placed a bill and two coins on the counter, feeling his friendâs eyes scanning his face.
"Whatâs up with you?"
"Itâs the first time Iâve seen you pay in cash. Everything okay at home?"
âEverythingâs great at home.â Watching the employee walk off to prepare their order, he turned his attention to Aliceâs brown eyes. âRoy paid me for the drinks the other night in cash, against my will. It was that or kiss goodbye to my 15 euros. And paydayâs still a week away.â
A few minutes later, their food arrived, and it didnât take them long to find a table. Thomas wasnât exactly a fan of fast food restaurants, but he knew if Alice stayed cooped up all weekend, sheâd be unbearable on Monday. And he didnât want to deal with that version of her, nor did he fancy watching their coworkers roll their eyes at every comment she made.
While chewing her burger, Ali felt Thomasâs eyes on her hair.
"I have a hair appointment on Tuesday," she said, wiping the corners of her mouth with a napkin.
"I figured. Youâve never let your roots grow out this much.â Alice nodded while sipping her juice. âWhy donât you go back to your natural hair color?"
"Because right now, I identify with being blonde." Thomas raised an eyebrow, prompting her to explain. "You know, with all this darkness inside, I need to show a bit of light on the outside."
"Oh, here we go again with your soul stuff." Alice laughed, pleased with his logical retort. "You do know the only thing that can fix that inner darkness is a therapist, not a hairdresser, right?"
"I mightâve heard that once or twice."
Now it was Thomasâs turn to laugh. Popping three fries into his mouth, he chewed while glancing around the nearly empty place. Thatâs what you got for dining at eleven on a Sunday night in March, peaceful solitude and each otherâs company.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Alice frown at her phone. Either someone had dumped puppies at the shelter she volunteered at on Saturdays, or sheâd just gotten a message from Devon during his break.
Three minutes passed and her expression hadnât changed. Thomas crumpled the empty fry packet and began stacking the trash on the tray to get her attention.
"Remember I told you Ioan finally got divorced and started dating my friend LĂŠa?" she asked"
"You cried nonstop for three days and broke your record for not showering. 48 hours."
"Thanks, RAM drive.â The redhead smiled faintly at the nickname. âThing is, LĂŠa just messaged me.â She rested her chin on her hand and huffed. âTheyâre getting married. April 27th"
"Oh." Thomas scratched his cheek, unsure of the most appropriate response. "Well⌠good for them?"
"No. Honestly, I wish Ioan had been hit by a double-decker bus."
"Oh, The Smiths. So romantic."
"LĂŠa invited me to the wedding, Thomas," said Alice, turning to look at him. "And she made sure to bold the words âyou can bring a plus-one."
"Then bring a plus-one."
"Sure, let me just hop on Tinder real quick." Thomas rolled his eyes. Every Tinder adventure had ended in disaster. Disasters he could recount in painful, sometimes graphic, detail he wished he could forget.
"Youâve got over a month to find someone. And if you donât, whatâs the big deal with going solo?" Alice turned her phone screen toward him, pointing at Ioanâs name in the invite. "Iâve got a better idea, Ali: donât go to the wedding."
"I have to go for LĂŠa, not for that asshole."
Thomas wanted to tell her that maybe LĂŠa wasnât the best friend in the world if sheâd started dating such a lousy ex. Heâd love to have the same talk theyâd had a dozen times before. And of course, he was willing to try to understand. But Alice, for all her empathy and flexibility, never applied that same logic to her friend.
"You could ask your brother, the invitation doesnât say the plus-one has to be romantic."
"Thomas, what kind of image do I want to give if I show up with my 19-year-old brother?"
"I donât know, maybe the image of someone who just doesnât have a plus-one"
Thomas knew a lot about Ali. Her shoe size, how many diopters she had in each eye, or how many beers she could drink to beat Roy on any given Friday night. But right now, he couldnât read her mind. Until one of her eyebrows gave a twitch â the kind that always gave her away â and the lightbulb in Thomasâs head flicked on.
"No, Ali. No."
"Thomas, yes"
"Iâm not going to pretend to be your date at a wedding."
"Oh, come on, itâll be fun!"
"No." Raising a hand, he gave her a small flick on the forehead. "Every single time, and I repeat, every single time youâve said âitâll be funâ, weâve ended up in some kind of mess."
"Butâ"
"No buts this time."
"Remember that amazing leather jacket we saw at the mall the other day?"
"Donât try to bribe me with capitalist tactics. It wonât work."
"What if I ask Devon to cover an extra hour for you for a month so you can come in later?"
"I donât want you dumping your work on me either."
"Iâll go with you to the motorcycle expo in Brussels in July. Iâll do your laundry for a whole month. Please, please, pleaseâ" She pressed her palms together like she was praying and squeezed her eyes shut as she spoke a mile a minute.
"Fine."
"Iâll pay for your Netflix for a whole year."
"Aliceâ" Thomas took her hands and gently lowered them from his face. "I said fine. Iâll go with you."
Thomas knew a lot about Alice Dubois. Some things good, others⌠less so. But if he had to pick one of his favorite things about her, it was that thrilled smile she got when something went her way. Flashing her teeth, including the tiny chip on her left front tooth, Alice grinned so wide it nearly reached her eyes.
And Thomas knew this was going to be a mess, and that Alice would regret promising him a year of Netflix. But in that moment, just for that smile, maybe it would be worth it.
i'm also posting this fic on Wattpad in my native language (Spanish), you can check it here!
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