<I got home from working the early shift at Merlotte's, showered and now... had nothing to do. I hadn't seen Tara in a while and figured maybe we could have a girls night or something. I pulled the phone Eric had gotten me out of my back pocket, scrolled through the contacts and stopped on her number, a smile on my face. Her picture was a picture of us wearing our work uniforms, standing in front of the bar. Hitting the button, I wrote out and sent a text to her>
-text- Tara Mae! Whatchu doin?
-text- Tara Mae! Whatchu doin?