this is what makes us girls [kathleen] Dec 2, 2013 20:50:24 GMT -5
Post by ELLEN ELIZABETH WATSON on Dec 2, 2013 20:50:24 GMT -5
we all look for heaven and we put our love first
Ellen looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn't believe she had actually agreed to this. Clubbing was never her thing, and the last time she got drunk at a bar was ten years ago, and the night ended with her going home with her brother-in-law. But she needed to get out of the house and she needed someone to talk to. Someone who was her mother or Lawson. So when Kathleen asked her if she'd like to go out for drinks, she jumped at the opportunity. She hadn't seen her best friend since the miscarriage, and she just needed someone who could cheer her up without reminding her of what she had lost.
For the first time in years, Ellen was dressed in a skirt that actually came above the knee, a sheer button up top, and a pair of heels. She looked good for a woman nearing fifty, but she was clearly uncomfortable. She was used to wearing her suiting or jeans, blouse, and blazer when she wasn't working. She also had more makeup on than usual and she had actually spent time straightening her hair. In a way, doing her hair and makeup relaxed her.
She left Lawson a note to tell him where she was off to before hopping in her car and driving off to Club Fusion. When she presented her ID at the front and entered the club, she immediately wanted to tuck her tail and run home. She felt ridiculous; this whole entire thing was ridiculous. But she couldn't just leave after making plans with her friend. So she took a deep breath and bucked up the courage to enter the club even further.
Her blue eyes scanned the room and when they locked onto Kathleen, she practically sprinted over to her. She sat down and ordered a whiskey from the bartender. "Hi," she said, forcing a smile. "I plan on getting very drunk tonight," she said.
somethin' that we'd die for, it's our curse. don't cry about it