It had been far too long since Megan had last spent time with her best friend Emily. It was strange considering the two were attached at the hip before brooks. And ever since then Megan had blamed their decision of boarding brooks for putting distance between the two. Although she knew that without Brooks she wouldn't have met all these amazing people especially Nash; hell for all she knew Megan could have been stuck escorting again. Plus aside from all the she knew she and Emily would always be close no matter what. Yawning softly Megan stepped toward the mirror to throw her bleached blonde hair around, turning her head in every direction as she scrunched her hair with her moused fingers. This'd hen she was finished Megan walked over to her aside of the closet and picked out some undergarments and a pair of short jeans shorts. This morning the girl had woken in her boyfriends arms, Cuddled against his chest, wearing his t-shirt. In her mind everything was perfect with that man. Everything. Crossing over to her bed where she had her things laid out Megan picked up Nash's shirt and blushed thinking about their night together as she slipped it on over the things she already had on. When the girl had finished getting ready she slipped her tan gladiator flats on and texted Emily to meet her off the ship with her puppy Socks. Megan had missed her friend dearly and was planning to take her out for a bite of Em's choice. Megan left her dorm shortly smoothing out Nash's shirt and carried herself down the halls until she was off the ship, where she waited patiently. Though it wasn't very long until she saw the beautiful girls face appear. She could hardly wait for the day ahead of them, "Em!" Megan squealed throwing her arms around her sister-like friend and held her in an embrace for a long moment. Emily had looked different, had it really been that long since they last talked? She thought. Of course Megan looked different too with her bleached blonde hair.
