We met up with Zariah and Carlos, who brought a backpack with a pair of jeans, a local band hoodie, and a pair of tennis shoes, for which I was very grateful since I was exhausted walking around in a suit and heels.
Rushing to the public bathroom, I changed into comfortable clothes, returning to the small group in under thirty minutes, with a smile on my face. Zariah pulled me to the side, taking the time to braid my hair into a dutch braid. For which I was once again, grateful, as she was trying to keep my outfit cute.
"What are we doing here, Rebecca?" Carlos asked, taking Zariah's hand, causing me to smile, and pull out my phone to take a picture, capturing their loving faces, and their flustered ones.