She vanished just as the year ended. We looked everywhere, New years eve and day were quiet without her ever yapping presence. She's my best friend of seven years ever since we worked at Tundee Till's together her being the best waitress and I being the worst. All this time I hadn't thought of how much her bubbly personality complimented mine being it's the complete opposite. She's been missing a month and two days, it's February second and I haven't stopped reliving that day. She had to have left her place to meet me at the subway about a whole five minutes before we met being her walk wasn't far and my friend is known to procrastinate. She left at nine fifty five, at ten we met right out front the Metromover and boarded the subway together. It was there I stated her new dark denim jeans looked new and she said they were, I said they looked expensive she said they were. The way she said it made me think she must have gotten a raise or maybe her Christmas bonus came as promised for the first year ever she just seemed proud. I was happy for her in that moment even though small she needed that win after loosing her dad four months prior. Now missing her I often think of how I could've done more for her during that time. She was resilient in assuring me was doing fine and often disguised her hurt. I was ecstatic to get her out of the house that day which is why lunch and a "rom com" were needed. The movie started at two, we were back on the rail by four. I was so wrapped up in catching up, when it came to recounting my timeline to the police I couldn't give specifics the only definite thing was our movie started at two and our subway tickets which I thankfully purchased both of were labeled for three fifty three. I got off the train first not knowing that'd be the last time I had heard from her and didn't think to follow up, why would I? She was doing good.