Keeping Friends

"Got any plans for lunch?" Donald asked Daisy from the top of her counter.

"I do now, good morning Donald." She greeted happily.

"Awesome." His grin was wide and genuine. "Ethan wants to hang out, I told him you could be busy, but he's been on my neck to tell you first before jumping into conclusions."

"He's actually right." She replied sweetly.

As much as she'd prefer to spend every moment with Brett, but she knew it wasn’t healthy. She needed other friends, especially genuine friends that would give it to her straight when she needed it, and she was going to have to cultivate those kind of friendships if she wanted them.

She placed her bag and purse in the bottom drawer, keeping her smartphone out so she could silence it and found a text from Ugo.

"I’m sorry, Daisy baby."

"Ugo," Daisy sighed. "I love you, even when you’re pissing me off." She murmured.

And this time, she did pissed her off royally. No woman wanted to come home to the sight she walked into on her sitting room