 Evan! Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Ash didn't really know how she felt right now. On the one hand, she was doing well. On the other hand, everything in her life was just awful and she was so lonely and she didn't like anything about herself. It sort of depended on the day whether she was cheery and social or whether she didn't want to get out of bed. It even depended on the hour sometimes.
That was why it was so hard to spend time with her close friend Evan. She just kept cancelling because she didn't feel like going out, or because she felt like he'd be better off if they weren't friends, or because some other reason. She hated that she did that. She'd apologized often.
But today was an okish day, and she really really pinky promised she'd be here and she came early and even sent a picture of her at the restaurant so Evan knew that she really meant it this time. And another sorry for the other times. She just hoped that he wouldn't give up on her... after all, she had a table for two at Espresso Patronum, and she really didn't want it to be another one of those times where a table for two turned into a table for Ashley and Nobody Else. She hated sitting with Nobody Else. |