Yah, yah I know Hartbig is dead…but still. Please
remember these are all LIES! Any similarity to real life situations and
events are merely coincidental.
Mamrie just left, muttering some excuse about forgetting
leaving food out for Beanz. She left Grace and Hannah lounging out in the patio
with their beers. It was such a pretty night, the sky was clear and you can
almost make out the stars inspite of the lights of LA a few miles away. The
temperature was just right, it was just a bit chilly but not enough to stay
indoors. And as noisy as they were earlier with Mamie, the two settled into a
It was Hannah who broke the silence.
“So, it’s really happening, huh?” She asked as she glanced
“Yeah, I guess it is.” Grace answered.
“Cheers to new beginnings then.” Hannah said as she extended
her beer bottle towards Grace.
Grace stared for a second before she clinked it with her own
bottle. Then they both took a sip. Silence descended again.
“I always knew you were the marrying type inspite of
everything you’ve said.” Hannah spoke up after a few minutes.
“Well, I didn’t.”
“And in a few years, you’ll probably be spewing out a few
babies.” Hannah added as she grinned at Grace.
“Eww babies.” Grace said as she made a face at Hannah.
Hannah stood up and when she returned, she was carrying a bottle
of vodka and two glasses. She set in-front of Grace and proceeded to fill up
the glasses. She then handed one of the glass to Grace and took the other one
as she sat down.
“So I guess our ‘My Bestfriend’s Wedding’ deal is off.”
Hannah said with a laugh after she took one swig from her glass.