Coming up the street, Alicia spotted Melinda at the door and shouted out, thinking she was about to be let in and not wanting Angie to get buzzed twice.
"Mel, hold up! I'm coming!"
Ally had dressed in her favourite jeans and jumper, and having seen the weather had grabbed her old House scarf to throw around her neck, as she always seemed to catch colds in her throat. She knew it didn't quite match the rest, and it was getting quite worn from over a decade of use, but it was still nice and fuzzy, and felt like home.
She playfully rolled her eyes as she looked Mel over. "I always feel so underdressed next to you," she teased.