《Actions Speak Louder Than Fortune Cookies》4 - One New Notification
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Alexa and Rylee had been hanging out since around ten o'clock. They had been talking for the last two hours about the messages Alexa had sent to (as she called him) "Chris Fucking Evans" and Rylee just continued to be lost on who exactly he and his friends were last night. Rylee has seen bits and pieces of various Marvel movies but was never fully interested in them. Alexa mentioned that all three men were in other movies but Rylee just shrugged. She thought they were nice enough last night, but she just didn't know anything about them.
But even so, Rylee helped Alexa compile what she was going to send to this number she was handed last night by "Chris Fucking Evans" and she thought it was perfect. She didn't sound crazy (which was Lex's main concern) but still sounded heavily interested. It was a good balance.
Alexa was now sitting on Rylee's bedroom floor. Rylee was helping her do her hair and makeup for a family wedding she was going to be in later this afternoon. She could have done it herself, but she loved how Ry had done her own hair and makeup for a friend's wedding last June, so she wanted her to recreate it.
While she was getting her hair pinned up, Alexa was typing away on her phone and then she audibly gasped.
"What? Did I poke you?" Rylee said as she pulled away from Lex's hair, holding her hands up.
"Ry, oh God, I fucked up. My brain just went into left field and I just sent like four more texts to Chris..and he didn't even answer the first ones yet. I'm an idiot." Alexa said, tossing her phone into her lap, and putting her face in her hands, embarrassed.
"Well," Rylee said, getting back to work on her hair, "its already sent...so what did you say?"
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Alexa held her phone up for Rylee to read.
Hi...again. I'll stop after this. I promise.
I just wanted to send another message in case those other ones got lost in the drunkenness of last night.
Not that you have to respond..
I just...never mind.. I hope you're doing well...and hopefully we can talk soon
"Oooooo. That's....something. Well. The deeds done, I guess." Rylee finalized her words with one more bobby pin in Alexa's hair. "And so is your hair."
Alexa put her head back in her hands and tried to shake away the embarrassment she felt she just caused herself. At that moment, her phone dinged loudly in her lap alerting her of a new message.
Hi, I'm sorry for the delay in responding.
We had a great time there last night. :)
"AHHH!" Alexa yelled wildly, as she threw her phone over to Rylee. As she read the message she was happy for her friend. Alexa had been so anxious about this all morning and she finally got a response. Her heart swelled for her. And then, while the phone was in her hand it vibrated again with a string of new messages.
Also, definitely doing well.
I hope you are too.
Were going to be back at Ruby's soon
Hope to see you there.
Alexa and Rylee both screamed together at that. It didn't matter if the person on the other end of the conversation would have been a celebrity or not, this was the great start to a conversation with a man of interest, especially for Alexa, since she always seemed to end up with the wrong kind of guys in the past.
Rylee wondered about her "missed connection" from last night. If only Rylee had gotten to talk to Chris' friend more. Was he the 'Sebastian' Alexa referenced, or the 'Anthony'? She wondered about the spark she felt near the end of the night. Especially during his karaoke moment on stage. He sang to her in front of a crowd yet it felt so strangely intimate. Was he actually pointing to her, or just pointing blindly into the dark? Why was she falling so hard so fast for a guy she doesn't even know?
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Chris' text made it sound like all three of them would be back at Ruby's soon, so maybe there was still hope for her and her "missed connection".
She hadn't even gotten to tell her best friend about it yet. She was still trying to decide if she wanted to gush about it, or let Alexa focus on being on cloud 9 over Chris. She decided to choose the latter and let Alexa freak out on her bedroom floor. She would bring up her own thoughts later, for now, "Chris Fucking Evans" had just responded and the day was amazing.
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