Once Bri and I got back to my apartment, it was already past three in the afternoon.
We sat on the couch, the TV playing The Office and us on our phones.
"So, are you excited?" Bri asks. I look over at her, raising my brows.
"Excited? To probably be embarrassed at the fact that we're gonna be surrounded by other rich snobs and other royals? Definitely." I joke, looking back down at my phone.
Bri looks at me for a second, then grins and leans back, wrapping her arm across the back of that couch. "What about William? Are you excited to see him?" she asks.
I shrug and lean back, scrolling through Twitter as I purposely avoid her gaze. "I guess. I mean, it's a party so I'm gonna try and have fun."
Bri laughs and reaches forward, pinching my cheek. "Awe! You've turned red!" she exclaims.
