I didn't even turn to look at their faces for fear of the pity gaze I'm sure I'm sure I'd have seen.

~

Soft sunlight shined through the window, landing on my face. I rub my eyes with the heel of my hand and then stretch my limbs.

Well...yesterday was something else, now wasn't it?

Being stressed would be a big understatement compared to what I was feeling yesterday. After that glass of wine and some sleep I feel...alright to say the least.

A knock sounded on my bedroom door.

"Come in"

It was Razor. Always the early bird. I am not a morning person.

What can I say, mornings are evil.

He was dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a well worn band t-shirt. He also had with him a tray of delicious looking waffles and bacon with a side of eggs.

"What's this for?"

I knew the answer to it already.

"All four of us made this up for you. It's an apology of sorts. They didn't know the full extent of Rif's sudden death or the connections to it."

"...it's fine. I didn't divulge the details of it, so of course they wouldn't know."

He hands me the try of food and goes to perch on the end of my bed. I seize a strip of bacon and devour it. As I polish off my bacon and head for the eggs I see Razor take a deep breath. I stop and look to him expectantly.

"Also, I'm sorry...for not being there for you."

"I have already forgiven you. All I want to do is leave the past in the past. Is that clear?"

"Crystal clear, boss lady."

I offer a laugh at the stupid, oh so familiar nickname and give him a tired smile.

"Yeah, yeah, ok Ray. Now leave. I've had enough of you to last two lifetimes."

He gave his own tired smile and stepped out of the room,leaving me to my food and my thoughts.

~

Once I had finished my food I got dressed in a pair of shorts, a black top, and a plain green sweater to go over it all. I put my brunette hair up in a sloppy bun and head to the kitchen to get rid of the dishes.

I'm about to enter when I hear singing. Really bad, out of tune singing, but singing none the less.

What I see is Delilah dancing around the room singing into a spoon/microphone. I recognize the lyrics from an Ingrid Michaelson song.

"I just want to be okay, be okay, be okay

I just want to be okay today

I just want to be okay, be okay, be okay

I just want to be okay today"

What is she doing?

"I just want to feel today, feel today, feel today

I just want to feel something today

I just want to feel today, feel today, feel today

I just want to feel something today"

You know what? Screw embarrassment, I need this!

I jump into the room and burst into song. Delilah didn't know what hit her.

"Open me up and you will see

I'm a gallery of broken hearts

I'm beyond repair, let me be

And give me back my broken parts"

She got over the shock, slid over, and  joined in after that.

"I just want to know today, know today, know today

I just want to know something today

I just want to know today, know today, know today

Know that maybe I will be okay"

And so on and so forth. We finished the song with fits of guffaws. I laughed so hard I started to cry.

I honestly can't remember the last time I felt so relaxed. So care free.

Once we caught our breath back we collapsed into our respective chairs. A peaceful, comforting atmosphere came to be.

"Hey, Riri? Will you....will you be ok?"

With a smile I replied as truthfully as I could.

"Yes, I think I'll be ok."

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Between all of the seriousness I wanted something fun before the action comes back. Hoped you liked it!

Please continue reading!!!!

Thank you.

*Also, I'd imagine her outfit being something somewhat similar to this one*