Moving back just enough for Neville to enter, Daisy leant back against the door and gave a long sigh. "I don't know. I guess. But I don't really have much room to complain, do I?
Daisy gave Neville a once over, frowning. "You don't look alright. You look like shite. Have you been sleeping? Eating?" Daisy never wanted to be the nagging girlfriend, but special circumstances and all of that.