It had been a long standing tradition, their take out and wine nights. It happened once a week without fail, but sometimes it was more like two or three times a week, when they were having a particularly rough week. Doe looked forward to these days, especially after a particularly rough practice, all she wanted to do was relax with some wine and her best friend and eat something marginally unhealthy. Emm was the best friend that she had ever had. Doe adored her more than anyone else in the world, and there was nothing better than hanging out with her. She had picked up Chinese and two bottles of wine on her way home, and only stopped at her place to change out of her practice clothes and into something more comfortable. She apparated to Emm’s place and knocked on the door.
When Emm opened the door, Doe smiled. “I brought Chinese! And more importantly, wine,” she said with a laugh as she held up the wine bottle.
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