Chapter 4: An Interesting Proposal
Fourteen hours later, Lex woke with the worst hangover she'd had in quite while and an almost empty bottle of red wine. It was dark in the closet but she needed water. She slid off the recliner and lay crumpled on the floor the a wet rag.
She lay there for a bit and then rolled on to her knotting stomach. Lex gasped as she fought the urge to throw up. Once she felt the nausea subside a little, she drug herself forward one elbows and knees to the door. She reached up, feeling around for the knob. Her hand found it's prey and seized it. She was leaning on the door and as she twisted the door knob, she pitched forward, landing on forehead first on the carpet of her bedroom. Almost a full second passed before she let out a pained groan. It was too bright...but, she needed water. She crawled over to the bathroom and pulled herself up to the black granite sink top. She desperately brought her mouth under the stainless steel faucet. The motion activated faucet came to life and mercifully released a stream of blessed water. She drank like that, straight from the faucet, for some time before falling back to her knees on the floor and resting against the sink.
Later that day, when she had recovered a bit, she sat at the kitchen table. Her BFF, Heather, her only friend, sat there too. They were getting ready to go out to eat. As they strode across the stone stamped concrete patio, heather looked over and saw the Chinook perched on its helipad. She turned to Lex and excitedly asked if she'd found a buyer for the Black Hawk. "Ohhh I honestly got so drunk last night I forgot about it... lemme check my inbox..." Lex answered with equal enthusiasm.
Still walking, she pulled her phone out of her red purse. She was wearing a classy, mid length, black dress with gunmetal grey 2 in. heels. Heather, had a similar dress with sleeves coming just above her elbows and wearing red 2.5 in. heels. The shoes made Heather almost as tall as her friend, neither of the girls were short but they weren't tall either. Lex was 5' 7" and Heather was about 5' 6.5". They walked purposefully towards Lex's burgundy LaFerrari and slid inside, allowing the butterfly doors to hang open as Lex searched through her inbox. "I'll help you look" said Heather. "Mmkayy..." Lex responded distractedly. "Wait, what?! How do you have my email password?" She asked, clearly caught off guard. Heather laughed and explained how she was learning to hack, she told Lex that emails aren't hard to hack and she'd hacked Lex's a while ago. "Gee, thanks for the heads up..." she said rolling her eyes. Then Heather offered to secure it for her from other novice hackers at least and Lex gladly accepted. "Ohhh you got a guy from Dubai wanting it!!! I bet he'll pay a good price!! Exclaimed Heather. "Idunno, I want something else, like a trade...a helicopter for something I can't normally get..." said Lex. "While I drive, can you send a mass email to all the respondents saying that I'm looking for a trade, ask what they have to offer" she asked. "Sure thing, Lex! This should be interesting" Heather answered, already on the job.
After dinner, they checked the new responses. People were offering everything from yachts to properties, the most eye catching was a Columbus Sport Hybrid... Lex immediately sent an "I'm interested" text and kept looking. Heather laughed and handed Lex her phone. "This guy wants to trade for a vampire!!!" Heather was laughing so hard she couldn't breathe. "He even wants to meet!" She choked out between fits of laughter. "Here let me respond!!" Lex said as she reached for the phone. "How about...I was really looking for a unicorn but okay let's see this "vampire"... hahaha, do you think he'll respond again?" Lex was laughing too as she asked Heather this question. They sent the message and continued the search. After they finished, they paid the dinner bill and went shopping.