A promise.
It seems like the simplest thing in the world to keep. But so often, they're broken, empty and hollow.
They seem like the easiest thing in the world to believe, but after the words are left out to bleed, after they leave you waiting and...
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"This cute?" Kash asked her best friend, Aryn, as she exited the dressing room in a two piece set. Aryn rotated her finger, and Kash spun around.
"Oop, it's the ass for me, friend," she smirked, and Kash shook her head playfully. "You should get this one! You haven't bought anything for yourself, Kash," she pouted, as she was holding two bags from previous stores.
They had been out for about an hour and a half now, just to get Kash out of the house. Aryn was sad that her best friend was so broken-hearted, she felt like maybe getting her some fresh air —and a good bout of retail therapy was a good way to help her.
Aryn and Kash met in their first semester at Clark Atlanta, in Statistics. Aryn was not very good in that class, and it seemed like Kash was just breezing through, so she asked her for help. Tutoring turned to lunch dates and lunch dates turned to sleepovers, and before they knew it the girls were inseparable.
Aryn and Kash were slightly similar in small ways, but in big ones, they were polar opposites. While Kash was the outgoing social butterfly, Aryn couldn't be bothered to speak to people so freely and try to force conversations. She had a small group of people she was close to and she preferred it that was—at least in her friend groups.
Romantically, the girls were completely different as well. Kash hated to date around and entertain more than one man, but Aryn was open with many options, she didn't like to be tied down to one man. While she was more introverted than her best friend, she was extremely charming, and had a way of words that made her basically irresistible.
"Nothing feels right on me, Bug," she sighed, turning to the side to look at the dress on herself. Aryn could tell from a mile away that Kash's typical glow was dim, she wasn't as smiley, she wasn't as vivacious and not nearly as talkative.
"Well you look beautiful, sis," Aryn smiled slightly. "Get it as a 'just in case' dress. You never know when you'll need it," she tried convincing her.
"Well...okay," she nodded. "Maybe I'll wear it to the anniversary dinner," she nodded. Her dad and Anaya's wedding anniversary was approaching and this year they were throwing them a surprise dinner—and she had yet to shop for it.
Sadé shopped for every occasion. If there was a party coming, she needed a new outfit. She was going out to dinner, she needed new shoes. There was always a reason to shop for Kash. She was sure that was an inherited trait from her mother and maternal grandmother—as well as a result of her being spoiled nearly rotten her whole life.
Thankfully, her parents had a good disciplinary hand with she and her siblings, so she learned to never take things for granted and to always be polite, along with her manners. She was never one to throw temper tantrums when things didn't necessarily go her way—but most things went her way anyway.
"Okay! What to eat," Aryn scrolled her instagram timeline as they sat in her car after their shopping trip. "You hungry, pooh?" she wondered.
"A little," Sadé shrugged. "What did you want? I'm open," she said, eyes glued to her own phone.
