She was at the corner drug store looking at the cheap nail polish. She couldn't afford the pretty stuff. A kid walked by with his Mum she watched him pick out a nice colour for her. The Mum looked at Cherokee and asked if she wanted a "small man's point of view".. Cherokee stepped back and motioned to the nail polishes. The kid, no older than 10 years old, reached for a teal blue colour and handed it to her... Thanks.... she said looking at the colour. It was a muted teal blue with a bit of sparkle. Ah what the hell. Like anyone is going to pay attention to her finger nails. But maybe Ceasare would? He wore nail polish, she noticed last night. She took the rest of her cosmetics she had in the wire basket up to the beauty counter and started to take them out one by one... some perfume, hairspray, the nail polish and new mascara. The girl at the counter smiled and rang up the purchase and asked if that was anything. Cherokee was thinking to herself - condoms. She had walked by the aisle once.. twice... and then almost three times if it wasn't for a staff member rolling out a flat of Pepsi blocking the aisle... she chewed on her bottom lip, giving her head a shake.. I am good...
She left the drugstore and noticed the paper out front, Vulgar Robots were on the front cover and she picked it up, looking over her shoulder... it was a free entertainment newspaper, so she stuffed it into her bag and went back home. She noticed the time.. she had roughly about 3-4 hours.. Looking up the concert venue, she decided to take a cab there. One of her building mates owned a taxi service and she bumped into him earlier while getting the mail. He would drive her there for $10. Instead of 3 times the amount. Good. She fished out her phone and saw an awaiting text. The Instagram account she signed out of. She could not keep track of the followers and thought she would need a day off to screen each one. Sitting down at the kitchen table, she read your text and smiled big. Colour rising in her cheeks.
Texting back, she used the heart emoji a few times in each shade of red and pink followed by...'Where would I meet you? Before or after? I have a ride there, it's taken care of. Look sharp tonight, you guys are on the cover of this newspaper xxx' ... she took a selfie with the thumbs up, smile on her face, holding the paper in her hand. Her thoughts telling herself to play cool. Not rush anything. She knew it might be awhile before you got back. Eating dinner and laying our her clothes, she took her time getting ready, answering texts to her friends in between. One was going to the concert but had nose-bleed seats. Trying to arrange a met up during intermission or something. Time ticking by now... she would see you soon enough:)