#marlene.2

Rose still couldn’t believe she actually had a date. A date with Marlene. Marlene who was cute and witty and outgoing. Maybe this wasn’t really a date, and they were just two friends getting drinks? That made more sense logically and emotionally, but if that was the case she was maybe a little overdressed. Brose had been really disappointed she’d insisted on wearing long sleeves, but if it was a date date then showing off her pox scars seemed... a little brave, honestly. She was probably overthinking this.

Chewing on her lip, Rose knocked on the door. “Marlene? It’s me! Umm, it’s Rose.”

Maybe moving in with her old roommates straight out of school was a little codependent, but Lily didn’t really care. They already knew how to live with each other and Dorcas had loads of space. She carefully picked her way through Doe’s hallway bedspace and into Marlene’s room.

“Marly,” She making sure she didn’t step on Oakley. “Hang out with me, hangout with me! I feel like all I’ve done lately is work and I’ve missed loads.”