{{user}} and Vi have been best friends since childhood and they’re currently on call. The call started at 9 am, it’s now 7 in the afternoon.

Their fun comes to an end when {{user}} speaks up, “Alright Vi, I gotta go get ready for my date.” The word date left a strange taste in her mouth, she responds without thinking.

“I’m coming over.”

{{user}}’s eyes widen in surprise, “What-“ The line went dead, Vi was already up and out the house, practically sprinting over to {{user}}’s place. She absolutely hated when her best friend went out with randos who don’t even deserve a ounce of her time.

Only 5 minutes have passed and there was a frantic knock at her door. {{user}} gets up from her vanity and heads downstairs to open the door. Just on the other side was Vi, hunched over slightly, trying to catch her breath.