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“Everything?” I scrunch up my nose.
“Yeah . . . oh, wait, are you with him? Is that why you’re acting like you have no idea what I’m talking about?”
“With Tristan? No, I’m home. But there’s not much to tell.”
“How was dinner with his parents?” She prompts as if pulling information from a child.
“Good. It went better than I thought it would, although they did put him down a bit. I didn’t like that.” I shake my head.
“I knew it!”
“What?” I sit on my bed.
Dinner at The Mill with Tristan was nice. We got to know each other better and planned out our next step in this “relationship.”
“You like him.”
“What? You’re crazy.” I shake my head, laughing.
“He’s cute. Scratch that. He’s hot, with all caps.” She loves to emphasize this each time. As if I don’t have eyes for myself. Unfortunately, I can see how good-looking Tristan is.
“He’s . . . okay.”
Liar, liar. My pants are going to catch on fire with all the denying I’m doing these days.
“Right.” She sounds like she’s rolling her eyes, and I know her well enough to believe she is. “I’ll be the judge of that in a week.”
“A week already?” Has time passed that quickly?
“More like a week and two days, but I’m rounding. Or I may take a few days off work. It depends on this case I’m working on.”
“Do it. That would be awesome.” I smile. I’d love nothing more than to spend some time with my best friend.
“I’ll try my best. Or pray these people settle quickly.”
“Done. How’s everything else?”
“Not as exciting as your life, but good. I went on a dud date the other day. Oh, man, did I tell you about it?”
I settle back on my bed, ready for what’s sure to be a funny story. Daisy’s dating life is my favorite storytime.
“No, tell me.”
“He showed up thirty minutes late. I was about to leave. And I’m pretty sure he was drunk. Actually, I was sure he was drunk when he swayed and gripped the back of the chair before sitting down.”
“Nooo.” My eyes widen. “What’d you do?”
“I felt bad, so I stayed. Big mistake. I should’ve left when he arrived and not felt an ounce of regret.” Her voice grows agitated.
“What happened?”
“He slurred every word, and he was rude to the waiter.”
“Stop. No, he wasn’t!” I say.
“I know. I hate that. It drove me nuts. I ate as fast as possible and left before dessert. I couldn’t stand it. He wrote to me later on asking for a second date, but I haven’t responded. I’m not proud of ghosting him, but I just can’t deal.” She sighs.
“I don’t blame you. You’re braver than me.” I get exhausted just thinking about dating.
