21
Annie
“You’re spending an awfully long time on your hair and makeup for a Super Bowl party,” Jennifer said.
She leaned against the bathroom door on the thankfully new hardwood floor. All remnants of the terrible flood were now gone.
“I just want to look nice.”
“Because it’s a date?”
“No,” I grumbled.
“But Jordan is picking you up instead of you just going with me?”
“Well…yes,” I admitted.
“Okay. So…it’s a date.”
“It’s not,” I cried, throwing a tube of lipstick at her.
She laughed and darted away. “I’m glad that y’all reconciled. You seem happier despite the crazier hours and stuff. When do you leave for your Seattle interview?”
“Next weekend,” I said with a grin. “I’m so excited.”
Seattle was my dream city. I’d always wanted to visit, and their emergency medicine residency
