Come to an Agreement

“OK,” you said once the three of you were in the elevator. “Gemma, hi,” you kissed her again. “Sabrina, hello,” you kissed her again as well. “And now, I think we really, really need to re-review Rule 6 and stick to it.”

“I agree,” Gemma said. “Even if I don’t want to in the moment, we can’t have another day like yesterday.”

Sabrina sighed. “Fine, fine. It’s important, I know. We need to stay on task. No distractions.”

“Even by text,” you said.

“What?” Sabrina gasped, faking shock. “You think I would try and circumvent the rules like that?”

“You already have a queue of photos you were planning on sending him today, don’t you?” Gemma asked.

“I wouldn’t call it a queue, it’s just one or two.”

You rolled your eyes. “And what were you going to do after work when we weren’t going to meet up?”

The elevator dinged, reaching the office floor, and opened for you. You had remembered to press the button this time rather than getting caught in the elevator just sitting and talking.

“Film some content,” Sabrina said quietly. “The Fans are really taking to this whole DD thing. Half of the messages I get are asking who you are, and a bunch more are just asking for more.”

You sighed. “OK. I think O.F. conversation is off the table at work too. For safety.”

“Fi-ine,” Sabrina sighed.

The three of you went to the intern office, and Sabrina went off with Gemma to help deliver the coffees around the office while you got settled in.

The work day seemed to crawl by. As usual, Eric was only slightly obnoxious and generally spent more time on his phone browsing dating apps than he did working. You were pretty sure he was juggling three of four of them at this point. Andy fulfilled his requisite number of almost-falling-asleeps.

By the time lunch came around, you were antsy. You and Gemma and Sabrina hadn’t had your usual level of banter going on. Gemma hadn’t teased you once, and Sabrina was trying to bury herself in her work. You decided that if the three of you continued like this you might just explode and do something stupid, so you dipped out over lunch telling the girls (and guys, though they were less curious) that you needed to run a quick errand. Instead of just going into the bodega outside the office building, you jogged down the street and around the corner to the pharmacy.

You were back before the others, who were taking their time in the bodega, and quickly scribbled out the notes you wanted and slid your little gifts under the screens of Gemma and Sabrina’s closed laptops. When the four of them returned to the office, the guys didn’t question you but both of your girls gave you questioning looks as they saw you just had a couple of protein bars and a Gatorade for lunch.

Gemma was the first one to find her card, opening her laptop as she sat down to eat the salad she’d purchased. She cocked her head and smiled at you with a question in her eyes, and she opened the envelope and quickly looked at the front and opened it. Her smile grew as she read the note, and she barked a laugh which drew the attention of the others.

“What was that?” Eric asked, his face already half-stuffed with the sandwich he’d purchased.

“Nothing, nothing,” Gemma shook her head. “I just got a really good note, that’s all.”

Sabrina was curious and craned her neck to look at Gemma’s lap, where she noticed the envelope. She looked to you, but you played dumb and didn’t meet her eyes, just drumming the top of your laptop absently with your fingers as the only clue.

“What kind of note?” Eric pressed on with Gemma. “Wait, are you on Hinge? Or Bumble? Because they seem dead today but I don’t know if it’s just me and I need to update or something.”

“Nope, definitely not on any dating apps,” Gemma shook her head. “Why would I need one?”

“To date?” Andy said. “How else are you supposed to meet people?”

Gemma cocked her head, giving Andy an incredulous look. “By going out… literally anywhere? You met me and Sabrina a month ago, maybe if you’d asked us out one of us might have said yes.”

“Wait, really?” Andy asked.

“Don’t bother asking Gemma,” Eric said and turned to you. “I’m guessing if Gemma isn’t on apps, you two are a thing now? Or is it just casual and you’re both playing the field?”

“Hey, Sabrina,” Andy said. “If Gemma is dating John, do you want to go out with me this weekend?”

Sabrina had actually found your envelope and was giggling softly to herself at your message to her when Andy asked her the question. She looked up a little confused for a second and needed to tune back into what he’d just said. “What do you mean ‘if Gemma is dating John?’ Am I just your second choice or something?”

“Sabrina,” Erica said, talking over Andy’s verbal stumbling to explain. “Would you like to go out tomorrow?”

“Sorry, I’ve got plans. Really big ones,” Sabrina said, and then glanced over at you with a smirk.

“Well, how about Sunday?” Erica pressed.

“I dunno, I might be busy then too,” Sabrina said. “Honestly, my plans might run all weekend.”

“How do you have plans all weekend? I can barely keep plans together for a couple of hours.” Eric asked. “What kind of friends do you have that just go and go and go?”

Sabrina hiccuped, trying to hold in a laugh, and Gemma coughed as she grinned into her fist and looked at you. “I just found some really good friends,” Sabrina said. “They take their time, have fun with everything. We can just sit for hours, and then do something really active. Get messy together. You know, friend stuff.”

“Oh, you’ve got girlfriends coming in from out of town or something,” Eric said. “You could have just said that.”

Sabrina didn’t bother to correct him, just smiled and shrugged.

As you all finished your meals - you not exactly filled by the protein bars - Gemma and Sabrina took photos of their cards and sent them to your group chat.

Gemma’s card was a cheap, goofy Anniversary card that had a wedding cake on the front with several pieces cut out of it. It said ‘Happy 4th Anniversary’ across the front, but you’d written ‘Day’ in sharpie between the 4 and Anniversary. Inside there was a cartoon couple microwaving pieces of the cake and the message said, ‘I think it’s safe to eat the rest of the cake now.’ More importantly, you’d written ‘Gems, I am so excited to spend more time with you tonight. Even if the jokes are crummy, the drinks are watered down and we get ripped off by our uber driver on the way home, it will still be amazing because it’s you and me. Just promise to hold my hair back if we get too weird tonight :P. XX {First}.

Sabrina’s card was just as corny and cheap, but was titled ‘I’m So Sowwy’ on the front with a big, sad-eyed puppy. On the inside the same puppy was being cuddled by another puppy and the quote was, ‘It’ll get better. Pwomise.’ You’d written, ‘BFWMB, You might be alone tonight, but I promise that you will find complete satisfaction tomorrow. We’ll just keep trying until you’re so satisfied you can’t stand right. Deep breath, DD.’

Gemma: BFWMB?

Sabrina: Best Friend With Major Benefits.

Gemma: Bahaha, that’s so good!

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