Chelsea'd had a fairly busy morning. She got up and walked Athena, had a lengthy discussion on the phone with her agent about Spider-Man, ignored a phone call from her mother, and all on top of finding time to eat, shower, and make herself look like a person. After all, she was seeing Tommy later, and she wasn't about to show up looking like a slob.
Before heading to the park, Chelsea stopped at Starbucks. Her addiction to frappuccinos was going to be the death of her. She got a tall one, and managed to drink the whole thing before even making it to the park. She tossed the empty cup into a trash can, and made her way over to a bench to wait for Tommy. She pulled our her phone and began checking things. Email, Twitter. The usual things. She was about to update her twitter status when she heard a familiar voice yelling behind her.
She whipped around just in time to see two slushies fly past her, and Tommy on the ground. She bit her lip to keep from laughing, but it didn't work. She got up and went to help him up. "Are you okay?" she asked, trying to fight off her giggles.