Thanks be to EBT.
The limo your parents rented for us is waiting, and despite that all of the girls are wearing heels, we run outside.
We climb in, and we're immediately joking and laughing.
The contrast of the fancy limo next to the diesel trucks when we arrive at The Diner is enough to give us all stomach aches from laughing so hard.
But we order and eat and have a good time.
Ben's attention is always on me.
I look beautiful.
Do I have a napkin.
Do I want another Diet Coke.
It makes me smile and blush.
You, however, seem... distracted.
Upset.