Friday begins the same as every other day, where I wake up, take a shower, get dressed and go to work. Today I chose to wear a black skirt with black tights and a white button up shirt. The day flies away from me as I focus on my work and trying to get everything done for the weekend. I really want to enjoy myself tonight at Ying’s place with her friends, eager to make some new friends of my own. 10am, 1pm, 5pm ticks past on the clock at work as the day draws closer to an end. I open my phone and send a message to Ying. “What time should I come over?”. *ding* “Come any time after work. I’ll be home from 6:30”. “Cool, I’ll get some drinks on the way and change at my place before I come” I think to myself as I start packing up my bag. “OK guys, see you next week. Don’t work too hard over the weekend! Let me know if there’s anything urgent” I say to my team as I walk out of the office and towards the lift. As I walk out of the office onto the street, the wind chill seems to have gone today and the warmth of the spring night air surrounds me. As I walk towards the subway station, I see a little store selling alcohol and go inside. I grab 2 small bottles of BaiJiu, 3 tall bottles of beer and a packet of chips, pay, and continue on my walk towards the train, stuffing all of the goods into my tote bag. As I’m walking along, I hear someone shouting my name “MISS SONG. MISS SONG!”, I turn around looking for who it is then hear it again. “MISS SONG!”. I turn to look at a car parked by the side of the road. Recognizing the driver, I see it’s Mr. Zhao in his Porsche, his wife sitting in the passenger seat. I wave and start walking towards him with my heavy bag. “Hello Mr. Zhao. Hello Mrs. Zhao.”. “Are you heading home now?” he asks. “Yes, I’m about to take the train home” I reply. “Come on in, we are heading towards your direction to visit my wife’s family. We can drop you off on the way”. “Oh! Oh no, it’s OK. I don’t want to bother you” I reply. “It’s okay. Your bag looks heavy. We can take you home” Mrs. Zhao says, smiling at me. I open the door to the car, a new model black Porsche SUV, and put my bag down on the back seat footwell, then lift myself into the car. The seats are black leather with black stitching and are very soft. I immediately feel like a child compared to Mr. Zhao, dressed in his black suit with white tee shirt and Mrs. Zhao wearing a dark red long dress. I put my seat-belt on, sitting like a child in the back seat of their parents car. “What are you up to this weekend?” Mrs. Zhao asks. “Tonight I’m going to my friends place to hang out and I’ll try to get to the gym this weekend. No other plans” I reply. “Oh, that sounds fun” Mr. Zhao says. “I should probably go to the gym more as well haha”. We all laugh and continue the drive home, talking about work and gossiping about clients, then finally reach the entrance to my apartment complex. “See you Monday!” Mr. Zhao says as I step out of the car. “See you, and drive safe” I reply as I close the door. The car drives away and I turn around and begin walking down the pathway towards my apartment with my heavy bag over my shoulder. As I walk up the stairs and into my apartment, I turn on the lights in my living room, bathroom and bedroom, putting my bag down at the doorway and taking out the drinks and snacks to bring over to Ying’s soon. I quickly get undressed and have a hot shower, looking over at Ying’s apartment window. The lights are on and I can see the shadows of people moving around in her living room. I finish my shower and dry my hair, putting on some light eye makeup. In my bedroom, I take out a white Calvin Klein thong and matching Calvin Klein singlet bra, a white loose crop top, knee length white sport leggings and my beige ESSENTIALS oversized sweater. I put on some white long tube socks and my black Adidas slides, then pack a spare bag with the drinks and snacks. Read more »