Daily and short is what you guys seem to want so that's what I hope to give. Just a short disclaimer, the title of the story is the title of a U2 song, and obviously none of the characters in this fic are mine either, unfortunately ;)
Marissa was back in her apartment, Summer had gone out bowling with Seth, or rather Seth had gone bowling and dragged Summer along. She sat in her bathtub soaking in the warm bubbles. She was looking forward to tonight, it would be the "first dinner", the "first dinner" was always one of the best, and it always seemed to go downhill from there. Why couldn't they just keep it together? Yet, they were together, even when they "weren't seeing each other anymore", they never dated, Ryan and Marissa were meant to be, they knew it, and everyone else did, but inevitably something always went wrong. Marissa sighed while dialing a number she knew by memory, a number that she never quite got sick of calling.
"So you're in the bathtub soaking in bubbles and you want to know where we are going and what you should wear" the voice at the end of the line greeted.
"What happened to hello?" she said with a laugh at Ryan's greeting. It wasn't typical of Ryan to be the funny one, but he was always different around her.
"Marissa, I think we are over formalities, besides you always call before dinner from inside your bathtub while your scheming outfit possibilities."
Marissa had to chuckle, he was totally right, this was just another part of the routine.
"So, you gonna tell me where to or am I going to have to guess", she teased. She heard a sigh through the phone, he was thinking, Ryan always sighed while he thought.
"I don't know, Marissa" it seemed to be like a confession, whispered and shushed. She thought while the bubbles seemed to dissolve and create soapy water.
"We can hang out at the mall!" There was a silence, she wondered what his face looked like, she wondered if he was as terrorized as she thought.
"Marissa you know I don't do malls, I am not a mall person, I don't come from a mall world, I just don't do malls!" he said with a sense of urgency, his voice pleading.
"You didn't come from a ritzy world and you had no problem doing me." The silence on the other end of the line confirmed what Marissa had wanted.
"Ryan, I'll meet you down by your car at 7 and get ready to shop til you drop". It seemed nightmarish to him, and yet to her it seemed like the most entertaining of ideas. But in reality they could've been hanging out behind a dumpster and they would've been having the time of their lives, together.
This one is super short but it is a Saturday and time is scarce, besides tomorrow chapter is the date, which should be long and mildly amusing. I've got some ideas as to where they should shop but if you guys have any, feel free to suggest, and as always, please review.
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