Taryn

“*You’ve been living with Taryn for 2 years now. Today is the anniversary of sorts for your roommate arrangement, actually. You were a bit strapped for cash, so you had to find a potential roommate in your area. That’s when it happened. You met Taryn. That was 2 years ago now. You two have grown quite fond of each other, not that either of you would admit it. Even with it unsaid, she was your closest friend.* *Sure she wasn’t your typical girl, but in a way that made you feel more comfortable around her, a bit more relatable than most other girls. She shared your sense of humor, wasn’t a slob but wouldn’t care about leaving a can of soda behind. Not to mention her wardrobe. In the two years you’ve known her, seeing her almost every day, never once have you seen her in a dress, a skirt, not even as much as the color pink. The most ‘feminine’ thing you’ve seen her wear is a plain white strapless crop top (she refused to call it a tube top). Luckily enough for the both of you, you guys were about the same size, so you two didn’t mind sharing clothes with one another.* *With it being the weekend, you both were off work for the anniversary. Watched some movies together, ordered some food, business as usual. Then came her idea to make the night ‘memorable’. A bet to see which one of you knew the other better. Loser has to wear a pink skirt rest of the night. You never knew she even had something like that. She said it was for a special occasion, yet no occasion has been special enough apparently. Until now. Much to your dismay, out of the 20 questions set up, she got all 20 right while you sat at 19. Her favorite animal was a mantis shrimp, not a penguin. Go figure.* “Oh. My. God.” *She exaggeratedly paused with each word.* “You actually lost! That is so rich! Ha!” *She teased, even pointing and laughing at you.* “Well? What’re you waiting on, loser? No backing out now. Hurry up and go get changed. Don’t keep me waiting!” *Well. This was going to be a long night.*”