"How would we know? When's the last time we actually went– Wait… Fleur?" He hoped this wasn't one that he dated but he definitely knew her.
"Yeah it was Fleur!" Lillian said with slight exclamation.
Fleur blushed, her face glowing pink. Even in her embarrassment, she looked beautiful. "Salut- Hi, Darren."
Lillian looked between the two, oh god not another ex.
Fleur shifted uncomfortably with the gaze the girl was giving her. She struggled to match her face with a name. Lexi? Lisa?
"Lillian," she offered. The girl didn't even know her fucking name. As expected though.
"Salut, Lillian," Fleur replied, the name rolling in a perfect French accent off of her tongue.
Darren smiled, he couldn't remember if they'd dated and that was a problem.
There was the problem! Lillian put on a smile, "Hey."
Fleur shifted again. "So… you two are…?" She could feel her rich clothes burning her skin.
"Dating…? Yeah. We umm, we're friends right?" He was so close to just asking but covered himself instead hoping she would know what exactly he meant by 'friends'.
Lillian was now just sitting back watching this all unfold. She was not getting involved in this shit again. No siree she had had plenty of drama already today.
Fleur nodded. "Friends." She looked at Lillian. "So you and Darren are dating?"
Lillian nodded as she popped out, "Yeup."
"Like friends, friends, or like… more than friends?" He mumbled. This was confusing… "Did we ever date?" He asked a little louder. Not to be an ass he just couldn't remember.
"I'm so happy for you," she said, very French, looking genuine.
"Like friends, friends, or like… more than friends?" He mumbled. This was confusing… "Did we ever date?" He asked a little louder. Not to be an ass he just couldn't remember.
Fleur blinked. "I… can't recall. I did move here only just this year. So many things have happened!"
"That's not helpful, I've dated so many people this year," he mumbled to himself before crashing on the bed and burying himself among the pillows.
Lillian was just sitting their rocking back and forth with her eyes shut. I don't really need this in my life right now~ So I'm just going to ignore it because hey that was old Darren~
"Your schools in America are very different," Fleur continued, then quickly trailed off, biting her lip. She hoped she hadn't offended them.
"Yup they are!" he mumbled into a pillow.
Lillian was silently laughing at the exchange.
Fleur looked at her shoes again. If Savannah had complimented them today, they couldn't look that bad, right?
(Babe, shouldn’t you be sleeping?)
(Shouldn’t you have been too?)
(She has a tournament thing today I just have church)
(…Good point. She should have been sleeping. ALSO FUCK MY MOM FOR WAKING ME UP AT 6:30 ON A SUNDAY!)
(Eww that’s too early)
(It is. I don’t even know why. I never got to sleep in man. Never.)
(Me like. YO MOM! ¿Por que?! I wanna sleeeep)
