Only in New York.
We're all together again. We gather for a photo outside of the bar. I have a sinking feeling in my stomach when the flash goes off and I realized that it has been more than a year since we've all been together. I remember all those years of scamming, hookups, shitty jobs, and wild nights. Our days of careless abandon have long disappeared. I miss my girlfriends and I love New York.
My friends have drink scamming down to a science. They’d be content to have all women, excluding us, to be wiped off the face of the earth. I have seen Mary fake a neck injury to scam a drink out of a unsuspecting chiropractor. I have seen Monica fake a British accent to a tee upon meeting a cute exchange student from London. I even recall a time I told some guy I was the Pampers baby just to score myself a cosmopolitan. Damn, we’re ruthless.