A Night Out

Sitting in front of my TV, bored out of my mind, I sighed. I glanced at my phone. It was 9pm on a Friday night and I didn’t have any plans.

God this is depressing. I thought to myself. Even the show I was watching was a rerun. I had seen it before probably 7 times and any spark of enjoyment I got from it had been sucked out over the many rewatches.

I sighed again. Maybe I should just give in and put my pajamas on. I debated to myself. I was somewhat of an introvert so I didn’t mind the idea of having a quiet night in but something about tonight was making me want to be adventurous.

The problem was that I didn’t have a clue what I wanted to do. As I thought about it more, I realized it somewhat depended on how much energy I wanted to expend. I glanced at what I was wearing. Fridays were casual dress at work so this morning I had gone with a simple pair of dark wash skinny jeans and a pastel purple peasant top. It had been cold so I had layered a chucky rainbow sweater over the top and worn my favorite pair of brown leather boots.

This is fine to wear if I just want to go to the pub, I thought, but if I want to go dancing, I will need to put on something nicer.

As I mentally debated my options, I heard my phone buzz on the couch next to me. I picked it up and noticed a text from my best friend, Delilah.

“Hey bestie, I’m bored. Want to go out and have some fun?”