Daisy Monroe (foolofhearts) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2013-12-22 17:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | #group scene, 2009-09-30, daisy, joseph, lida |
two's company, three's a crowd
Who: Daisy, Lida, and Joseph
When: Early Evening
Where: Daisy and Joseph's house
Daisy was used to the niggling feeling in the back of her mind that she had done something wrong. Typically it was Joseph that made her worry like that. Sometimes he would get grumpy – touchier than he usually was with her. It was then that she wondered if she had said or done something to push him into a bad mood. But it wasn’t Joseph who had given her that anxious feeling in her stomach, it was Lida. She had called her favorite vampire (granted, the only vampire she knew well enough at all) last night. Her intention hadn’t been to do anything but small talk, much in the same way teenage girls do, but it was quickly apparent that Lida was in no mood for that. She had been short with Daisy, snippy to the point that it had almost hurt her feelings – almost. Though Lida had reassured her that everything was fine over the phone, Daisy was not entirely convinced. Usually she knew exactly what to do to perk up Joseph’s spirits, but she was still in the process of learning what it was Lida needed to be happy again. Since she couldn’t do that with them in two different houses, Daisy had decided to invite her friend over for an evening devoted to lifting her spirits.
She had mentioned their guest in passing to Joseph earlier in the day; it wasn’t because she was worried he wouldn’t allow it, but more so because she knew he didn’t care very much. So long as she and her friends stayed out of his way and his business, Joseph couldn’t be bothered to pay much attention. Daisy chose to see it as him giving her space to do the things that made her happy, and having visitors to the house always made her delighted. She was whistling and singing to herself as she brought all the plants she had bought into the living room to greet Lida when she arrived. There were three or four small ficus trees she had purchased just the other day that lined the entryway wall. There was a vase full of freshly cut lilies that were sitting in a vase by the door, and beside it was the potted flower that she had bought the first day she and Lida had met. Her hope was that seeing it (alive, no less) would make her friend smile.
By the time there was finally a knock on the door, Daisy was finished cleaning and decorating and had begun to spin at the base of the stairs. She had never believed that one could be too old to enjoy the pleasures of a flowy skirt; plus, her outfit was remarkably similar to the kind that young ballerinas wore and she felt the need to honor them. “Joseph! Lida’s here!” Daisy called out a warning, just so that he wouldn’t be caught off guard – If he left the room he was holed up in, that is. She danced her way to the door and opened it with a flourish. “I’m glad you made it.” Without taking a moment to get a feel for the other woman’s emotions, Daisy took a step forward and wrapped her arms around Lida in one sudden movement. She lingered, not minding the chill she felt along her torso where it was connected to the vampire. “Come on in. Joseph’s here, but I doubt he’ll bother us today.”