An unexpected post

Surprised by her sudden exclamation right after pulling onto the dark road, Lou reflexively slams on the brakes to abruptly stop their acceleration sending boxes of bottles sliding forward.

Looking around quickly to see what the problem was but spotting nothing around the car, he turns to check on Vyki. “You okay?” he asks, noticing her face is glued back to the phone not even really phased by the stop.

“FUCK!!” She exclaims not even really catching what Lou said, “what? Ya....” she sort of replies before continuing “no. DAMMIT!”

Exasperated, Vyki takes a deep sigh. Finally looking up and realizing Lou stopped for her thinking something was wrong, she was whines, “I’m sorry; go ahead and drive.”

Lou proceeds to move the van forward as he sees Vyki flicking her finger up her phone frustrated out of the corner of his eyes. The vehicle only makes it another 100 ft before she shouts out again, “MOTHER FUCKER!” Lou silently glances her direction as she looks up with a groan before he returns his focus to driving.

Seeing that they really haven’t gotten near home yet, Vyki sees the turn in to the municipal park ahead and bids him to stop. “I’m, no, don’t go. Please pull in up there.”

Lou sees the turn in for the park and maneuvers the van into one of the many deserted spots as it’s well after dark hearing the liquor bottles clink along the way.

Before the van even stops rolling, Vyki is seething as she undoes her belt and turns to the box flung forward to grasp the bottle of Stoli. As soon as she feels the cars momentum stop, she jerks the door open and unceremoniously steps out. Take a few struts towards the curb as she pops open the bottle, she tosses back a swig, right before she stomps her foot like an insolent child and screams at the top of her lungs:

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!”

Panting with rage boiling in himself, Paul hears the other door open and realizes he’s ready to just tare into them all right before the pad of his thumb hits the app and Vyki bites her lip to stifle the moan as vibrations reverberate through her groin. Releasing her thumb before she drops the bottle, she leans back on the van with a bit of a whimper.

Lou can’t help but observe Vyki’s transition from rageful banshee to whimpering tart. Taking a step towards her, he spots her thumb flicker a few times on an unfamiliar app as she seems to gasp a few times. “Vyki? What’s wrong?”

“It’s over!” she exclaims trying to hold back a sob. “All this was for naught,” she says gesturing towards her dress.

“I find that hard to believe,” Lou says thinking how drastic a change the person before him is. “What makes you say that?”

Angrily, Vyki flips her phone back to social media, and shows it to him, “they all gave up! She posts one message and they all quit!” she screeches as a tear escapes down her cheek.

Lou can see a topic posted to the group from Molly,

“Gang, I’m really sorry, but this migraine has kicked my ass and I can’t even open my eyes. I’ve taken meds to knock me out for the night but please enjoy yourselves; Paul’s done an amazing job”

The post is then followed up with a bunch of well wishes and hug emojies, and saying they’ll try again another time. Lou tries to be understanding, “damn, that really sucks, but we should still be able to have fun without like she asked.”

“You would think,” Vyki says her frustration boiling over but points out, “look at the attendant responses now.”

Lou looks again for the fine detail and sees 2 yeses, 0 maybes, and over 70 nos. “Well, there is still some interest at least. You know more show up than respond.”

Vyki looks at him almost like he’s an alien or rocks for brains, “earlier today, there were a couple dozen confirmed with few dozen maybes and only a handful of nos!” She then clicked on the yeses and shoved the phone at him again.

Lou could clearly see the two yeses were labeled with his name and Paul’s. “Oh.”

Vyki took her phone back and stomped off down lot muttering to herself. She went through all this setup all, months of training, put all this on,… even Bill the fucking ass hole canceled on her…. All this work and torment to look like a sexy girl for Molly and no one will even fucking see it. She could feel the anger building again and shifted back to the app to let the flood of endorphins run through her veins and wash over her head.

Lou seeing her walk off, followed from a distance to give her space but wasn’t comfortable leaving her alone too far in the dark parking lot. He could see her fiddle with her phone again and visibly see the tension leaving her shoulders. Giving her a moment to ensure the tension remained at bay, he cautiously offered, “it’ll be their loss. We can go back and have the party with whoever else makes it.“

Vyki was a little surprised to realize he had followed her but looking around at how dark it was in the corner she was at she was rather thankful to not be so alone. Then again, being alone is not what she wanted to for tonight. And as nice as Lou is, they were not really “buds” before this and just hanging at home with an acquaintance seemed reminiscent of a nerd social from grade school she’d rather not relive; she wasn’t sure what they’d do other than wait in awkward silence while waiting for people that would never show.

“That’s really sweet of you to say,” Vyki said with a some what cooler head, “but I’d rather not sit around at a busted party for no one to show up.” Realizing how that sounded she quickly followed up with, “other than you. And I really appreciate that. But I went through all this to mess with more than just one person and finally let loose & have fun for once in my life; be the party girl instead of stoic wallflower. Ya know?”

Lou was really confused if he is supposed to read between the lines or was Paul really that naïve, “well, if you could do anything, what would you want to do?”

Vyki was suddenly surprised. She strutted back towards the van as she pondered the honest question. She said as absentmindedly tapping her phones app in time with each clicking footfall. It’d been a while since someone had asked her what she wanted to do. In honesty, Paul was always happy to have a quiet night alone or playing with Molly, that he hadn’t really thought of anything he would want to do out in the world. Vyki wasn’t sure what there was even to do.

Lou enjoyed watching Vyki sway side to side seductively back to the van like she had devious plan rolling around as she took a few more sips from her bottle. As she turned around, he quickly raised his eyes away from her swirling skirt hoping she didn’t see him staring.

Vyki saw his head shoot up as he struggled to maintain eye contact, but she knew where he was looking and took a bit of comfort in knowing she *had* done good at all this for a reason. “Ok, so what do grown adults do on Halloween weekend?” Vyki tossed out as a puzzle, “obviously my home party is toast and that means no one else would be throwing one either, so what else is there to do?”

Lou wasn’t exactly a social butterfly himself, but he tossed a few ideas, “well, there’s plenty of bars around, clubs of all flavors, pretty sure there is a hayride a little ways out, some haunted houses, a movie, strip joints, restaurant. I think the local amusement park is doing something; I had planned on going to the planetarium if you’re up for it."

Vyki looked at him and cringed at more than one of his ideas. However, she had to admit that a few had some merit. She continued to tap her phone enjoying the relaxing rush the Vadget sent through her body while she contemplated her options.