“Who needs girlfriends anyway?” Rachel raised her glass and bumped it against Daniel’s, making a satisfying “clink” sound. “To friends!”
“To friends,” Daniel replied. “And also whiskey.”
They knocked back the bourbon, neat, and Daniel laughed as Rachel clenched her teeth, wincing.
“Bit of a burn on this one eh?”
“Nothing I can’t handle,” Rachel replied. “Anyway, I need the burn to distract me.”
The two friends had been out for hours, Rachel drowning her sorrows following her breakup. She’d thought Georgia was The One; unfortunately Rachel had been just One of many, having caught her ex cheating. With two women.
Daniel and Rachel had an uncomplicated relationship; although Rachel was very pretty in a girl-next-door way, with doe eyes, pale skin and dark hair, Daniel had stopped noticing. He was straight, but she was a ‘gold-star’ lesbian. It kept things easy. They’d meet up and talk about everything – relationships, feminism, politics, Marvel movies – but usually end up thirstily showing each other the female celebrities they were attracted to.
“I have to say, I prefer it when you’re saying unrepeatable things about Aubrey Plaza, but given the circumstances I’ll give you a pass.”