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A quick glance at the window confirmed its closed state. She’d left it open.
Fuck.
Hopefully she hadn’t made a fool of herself.
Bex sighed, ran a hand over her face, and made herself get out of bed.
She stripped from yesterday’s clothes and stumbled across the hall to the bathroom to shower. The hot water made her feel slightly more alive, though not completely.
When she finished standing under the hot stream feeling like a truck ran her over, Bex wrapped a towel around herself and crossed back to the bedroom.
She pulled an old t-shirt and jeans out of her suitcase, got dressed, and walked down to the kitchen. This hangover needed some serious grease.
Bex opened the fridge, took one look inside, and groaned. Her mom lined the inside of the fridge with exclusively fresh fruits and veggies. Bex checked the freezer. All vegetarian options. Not one piece of bacon in sight.
Closing the fridge doors, Bex decided to go out for breakfast instead.
She ordered an Uber through her phone (making sure her driver was not Aiden) and put her wallet in her pocket. Almost as an afterthought, she grabbed a pair of her mom’s sunglasses from the counter and shoved them on her face — she needed something to combat that dreaded sunlight.
She locked up the house and walked out front to wait on her Uber.
When the Uber pulled up to the curb, a standard four-door Toyota, Bex didn’t recognize the driver. Hopefully, they wouldn’t recognize her either. Her account was under Elizabeth, not Bex.
Bex climbed into the backseat and said hello. The radio played, probably at a reasonable level, and it still made her head throb.
The young male driver’s eyes widened. “You’re...”
Gah. No luck in not being recognized.
“I am. I’m sorry, but I have a huge hangover. Can you turn down the radio so we keep the noise to a minimum?”
“Sure.” He turned the volume down. Bex sighed with relief. “I’m a huge fan. I have all of your albums.”
“Thanks.” She forced a smile. “When we get to the restaurant, I’ll sign an autograph for you.”
“Oh, right. Awesome, thanks!” He pulled the car away from the curb.
A few minutes of silence went by as the young man drove. Bex leaned her head back against the seat and closed her eyes. The Advil must be working because she started feeling a little more human.
“So why are you in town?” he asked.
Bex opened her eyes and answered, “Last night was my high school reunion.”
“Cool. I knew you were from here. It’s hard to believe someone from here can reach the popularity your band has. I hear your songs on the radio all the time.”
“Yeah, anything is possible. Lovely Oblivion is proof of that. An all-female punk group that hit it as big is pretty rare. We got lucky.”
“I think it’s really awesome. Gives the rest of us something to look forward to, you know? A real shot at getting out of this town and doing something that makes a difference.”
Bex smiled. She got it. When she lived here, she always wanted to spread her wings and travel. Leave this place behind. She achieved that goal.
But now, sometimes she daydreamed she could be back here in this small town, with a regular job, dog, and white picket fence. And somehow, lately Aiden found his way into those daydreams.
She knew she would never have that, but she understood that need to get away from the hometown for a while before appreciating it.
“Yeah, I get it,” she said.
They pulled up in front of the local pub. The restaurant served breakfast all day — a blessing to a hungover rockstar.
