WHO: Drina and Belle WHAT: Nommins WHEN: Lunchtime WHERE: Golf-2
Thanks to the offer on the site, Drina had invited Belle over for lunch. She supposed that making friends on this island wouldn't be a terrible thing; she still planned on leaving and escaping, but that wouldn't happen for quite some time, clearly. She had never thought of herself as being one of the "soccer moms" that were so popular in the States, but having lunch with a woman of a similar age didn't sign her away to specific archetype.
The table was set and Drina had prepared a fruit dish that was quite simply mango slices with Spanish pepper sprinkled across them. She smiled, thinking of how her mother would keep fresh fruits in their apartment. She had only been here for a full day, but she desperately wanted to speak to her mother. Not to mention Heath. She had no idea when he would return to their home.
The doorbell ringing brought Drina out of the kitchen, her hair in a single plait and her most comfortable pants around her hips. she arrived at the door with a bright smile on her face.