The two of you sat beside each other beneath two hooded dryers, reading magazines. Mary-Beth frequently lifted hers up, showing you things she thought were cute or gross.

It was still fairly early, 9 in the morning, but the two of you had been up for hours, gossiping and talking about new books that were coming out.

“What are we doing after this?” She looked over at you, bearing a smile. You and her had planned to get manicures and pedicures, as well as go shopping and then grab lunch.