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Soundtrack: Lady GaGa – Just Dance
Nef pulled into the parking lot of the condo she shared with her roommates Stephanie and Jesse. It was Friday and the girls had agreed that they would go to Russia House – a lounge in DC with Ovie and Sasha. Nef walked into her apartment after working at her internship in DC. Jesse and Steph were standing in the living room in their underwear with most of the clothes from their closets scattered around the room.
“I don’t know what to wear!” Steph said as Nef walked in.
“Well neither do I,” Jesse replied. “Nef you have to help!”
“We’re going to a lounge. Pick a dress and heels. It’s not that hard.”
Nef walked past her roommates to her room. She had already decided what she would wear. She decided on a simple black dress which showed off her hour glass figure and a pair of red peep toe pumps. Nef had never been the type of girl to spend hours agonizing over what to wear, how to do her hair, or how to do her makeup. She had simple and elegant tastes in clothing and hated spending too much time on getting dressed.
“If it helps I’m wearing a short black dress with red shoes.”
They were supposed to meet the guys there at 9:30. It was now 5:30. Nef had more than enough time to shower, wash and straighten her curly hair. She wanted to pull it up into a nice elegant ponytail that curled at the end. When she got out of the shower both Jesse and Steph were exactly where she’d left them.
“You guys are hopeless! Steph wear this and Jesse wear this. Think you can pick your own shoes? “
“Smart ass!” Jesse yelled behind Nef as she walked away.
By about 9:00 the girls were putting finishing touches on their makeup and about to head out. Jesse sent a text message to both Ovie and Sasha saying that they would be heading out soon.
We be there. Sasha take too long to get ready. He want look pretty for Baby Puke.
Ovie was still calling Nef baby puke and no matter how many times she told him to stop he wouldn’t. Once they were in Nef’s car Jesse told them that Ovie and Sasha were also on their way and would meet them in the parking lot. When they pulled in they spotted Ovie and Sasha’s Mercedes. They pulled up beside his car and Ovie jumped out to open the door. He was dressed in a white shirt, black jeans, and a Dolce and Gabbanna belt. Sasha was dressed in a lavender button down shirt and jeans.
“Baby Puke! You look hot and you not tell me you have a third beautiful roommate! Three hot girls –it’s my lucky night!”
“Yeah, we clean up pretty nice,” Jesse joked. “American girls can look hot too!”
“We wait for Mike and Nick. They decided they come too.”
Once Mike and Nick got there they walked up to the door and were escorted inside and up to the fourth floor lounge. There weren’t very many people on the fourth floor and the guys wouldn’t be bombarded by fans. The first thing Ovie did was buy a round of shots for everyone.
“That burns. What is it?” Steph asked.
“Wodka,” Ovie answered.
“Vodka does not burn like that!”
“It’s Russian wodka,” Sasha said with a smile.
Sasha pulled Nef over to a couch to sit and talk. Everyone else decided to go out on the dance floor but Sasha said that he didn’t dance.
“You played well this week,” she said.
“You not see all games. You in class. I play bad.” Sasha said smiling.
“Liar! You played well. I watched them in class from my laptop.”
“Bad! You not pay attention to professor.”
Ovie sat down in the empty seat beside Nef and handed her another drink.
“Didn’t take you long to get her alone, did it?” Ovie said in Russian
“Shut up and go away,” Sasha said.
“Okay okay. I’ll go away. I can see you want her all to yourself.”
Ovie smiled and winked at Nef before walking away. She took a sip of the drink and liked it.
“This is good. I wonder what it is.”
Sasha took the drink from her and tasted it.
“It called Moscow Mule: wodka, ginger ale, and lime. Be careful of drinks from Ovie. He like them strong.”
Nef and Sasha spent a few more minutes talking before Steph came over and said “Dance with me!”
“I don’t dance.”
“Bull!”
Steph grabbed Nef by the hand and pulled her on to the dance floor. Russia House actually played a decent mix of Russian and American dance music. Nef and Steph went to the middle of the dance floor. They were both really good dancers. Nef’s family was from Egypt and she had studied belly dancing since she was 2. She had hips and she knew how to use them. Steph noticed that Sasha had yet to take his eye off of Nef. She leaned in a whispered in her ear “Sasha’s staring. I think he likes what he sees.” Nef rolled her eyes and said
“Whatever. We’re just friends.”
It was around 2:30 am when they decided to finally call it quits and head home. While walking back to the parking lot Sasha told Nef that he was glad that she came and the he enjoyed hanging out with her. He walked up to the driver’s side of her car and opened the door for her to get in.
“Just kiss her already!” Ovie said in Russian.
“I talk to you later,” Sasha said as he shut her door.
He walked over to his car and pushed Ovie against the door.
“Get in.”
On the ride home both Steph and Jesse interrogated Nef on what she and Sasha had talked about.
“Stuff: school, hockey, Russia, here, hanging out. Normal conversation.”
“Riiiiight,” Jesse told her, “you two were flirting all night!”
“Whatever. He’s cool to hang out with, nothing more. “
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Pictures of the dresses!
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