#chloev

There was never a time when Ulani didn’t go over-the-top with presents, and this time was no exception. Having had never wanted for anything for herself, she was never one to really think about the amount of money she spent for other people, and as her ama used to say, it was better to overcompensate than show up with a shitty gift. They had put way to much importance into saving face. She bit her lip as she held up the basket full of cheeses, jams and cold cuts, decorated with dried flowers and ribbons; wondering if she should have called first. She knocked on the door lightly, wondering if she was even home. “Uh, it’s Ulani. I brought you a welcome back gift or whatever.”

Tom was getting a little restless at her feet. He probably remembered where this door led and who he’d always find behind it. She glanced at her watch as she knocked on the door again, her foot tapping impatiently on the ground. “Chloe, I know you’re upset. You sounded like you were on the brink of tears on the phone. I couldn’t understand a thing you were saying,” she said, thinking back to how she said she had met a stripper, something about a rainbow flag and Tom? She shook her head in confusion. “Listen, you don’t even have to let me in or see my face. I brought Tom. Maybe he can help you feel better?”

We have to give credit to Mary H for thinking of having us intern at Greenwich Ballet.

From May 21st until Graduation Annie, Chloe P, Chloe V, and Mary will be interning at Greenwich Ballet.

Follow us the "working" girls as they intern get coffee, hangout, play with excel, organize costumes, and margherita monday.