___Welcome Home____
Rachel's POV
Descending the stairs, I brushed through my wet hair with my fingers. Darkness had settled outside the window and the heat of the day had turned into some welcoming evening breeze.
My flip-flop clad feet led me downstairs and I strolled toward the couch in the living room. I was clad in a simple red tank top and loose-fitting white shorts.
The house was quiet hence I was the only one present. It was 6:33pm and I had returned home an hour earlier from my fun filled day with Debby.
After she had a few drinks in her system, and we had gossiped a bit, she had loosened up and it was her turn to feel all hyped up and giddy while I laughed at her antics.
We went to the salon for some manicure and pedicure after our drinks at the bar, from there she suggested the arcade and we had pleasure throwing insults at each other and being the competitive bitches we were.
