The days that followed were less glamourous. For one thing, Arwen woke up famished and hung over, and not for the first time. She knew the cure though: a heavy, greasy breakfast. Like her specialty, bacon grease & bacon bit waffles.
While the waffles were getting a tan in the oven, Arwen mused about last night. She was so drunk and excited, she never thought to ask Fiona how things went with the guy she flirted with. Hopefully that hadn’t offended Fiona…
She ate while glancing at her house and the evidence from her wild night with Fiona.
After, she was sweaty and tired. Arwen decided to make today a lazy day and sunbathed, while the radio announcer warned the good people of Sunset Valley of the UV index. It’s gonna be a scorcher, Valley boys and girls!
Arwen daydreamed, fading in and out in the hot sunshine… She was disappointed that Hank still hadn’t gotten back to her. Eventually, she fell asleep and dreamed. The sun moved across her body, followed by shade.
It was evening when she awoke. The images of what she dreamt about still swimming around her mind, she decided she need to go out again.
She called Fiona and they agreed to have dinner together, but Arwen was too antsy and restless to wait any longer at home. She decided to visit the Summer Festival in Central Park again.
“Hey, Wen, how are you doing? I’m soooo hung over. Feels like my head’s gonna split into a million pieces…”
“Oh! Well, I put my moves on him bigtime. But… turns out he was married. Happily married. And he held up his hands pushing me away as he said that, as if I needed more motivation to get away from him. I sure know how to pick’ em, huh?” She scoffed.
“You’ll find a keeper soon, I’m sure… Hey, wanna go eat? We’re getting drenched here.”
Fiona, always with a change of clothes in her car, it seemed, put on a different, dry outfit and ran with Arwen to the diner across the street.
“You say he’s a musician? You know they have crazy schedules, right? I wouldn’t give up so soon if I were you…” Fiona winked.
Days came and went, all with pretty much the same routine: tend garden, clean house, do laundry, cook, sleep, rinse and repeat. Bo-ring.
… from Hank.