SIMONA
SG Heidi:
Dinner at Roda’s tomorrow?
SG Raney:
Yes.
SG Tristan:
Yes.
See you there.
It’s a few hours later, as I’m finishing up the final edits on an article due for my creative writing class that my phone lights up, and our plans change. It’s not the first time and I’m sure it won’t be the last, trying to organise anything with my best friends is hard. Made harder because the three of them are busy focusing on things outside of Unity, while I’m consumed with study, committees, and whatever else I can lose myself in.
SG Heidi:
I have to cancel. Sorry. I have another urgent report due. I’ll order in tomorrow instead, less hassle.
I could cook.
My offer to cook is answered with a flurry of laughing gifs.
You wound me.
SG Raney:
Could say the same about your cooking.
SG Tristan:
Love you, Sim, but the last time you tried to cook, even OM Beatrice said you should focus your energy on other ways to help Alphas ;)
SG Heidi:
I’ve done an order with Roda’s already. Saved you the trouble, Sim.
SG Raney:
I’ll let the fire department know they can have the night off.
Harsh.
SG Tristan:
Wait, I could ask King to cook for us.
SG Raney:
Not funny, Tristan. That’s my dad you’re talking about.
SG Tristan:
Have you seen him? I’m so in love.
SG Heidi:
