The next day, Skylar dropped by at a friend's house after work. It was almost midnight, but it wasn't unusual for the two to shoot the s**t for half the night. They were in similar places in life, post high school and putting off college, both white, rich, and a little spoiled. No wonder they had been good friends since junior high.
Skylar lay comfortably on Britney's bed while the latter was treating her to a pedicure. Skylar's date was naturally the hot topic of the night.
"You know what you're going to wear yet?" Britney asked while she painted Skylar's toenails in baby blue.
Skylar pulled on the joint and sighed. "Nah, haven't really been thinking that far ahead. To be honest, I haven't really thought about it pretty much all day."
"That's weird," Britney opined.
"It is weird, isn
