Natalia POV
Turns out our 'lunch' time turned into dinner time but to be fair we ended up getting here at like 4:30p.m so it was already late when we got here.
I was going to try and calm Brooke down who seemed to be more angry than before but before I could I was grabbed by Anna who looked worried.
"She looks pissed, are you sure you wanna go to her?" She asked as I sighed slightly confused.
"Yeah I'm sure, I think she's mad about the pie." I said as we both watched her for a moment before turning our attention back to one another.
"Why would she be angry about pie?" Anna asked as I gave her a look.
"All of you collectively looked at her and in the same tone and basically told her 'do you know nothing?' without actually saying it." I said as Anna shook her head.
"No we didn't plus almost everyone knows you don't like pumpkin pie." Anna said as I gave her a 'really' look.
"One, you basically said that she knew nothing about me and two, how was she supposed to know that?" I asked which made Anna chuckle.
"One, maybe she doesn't know anything about you, and two, that's a skill issue." Anna said, laughing at her own words as I sighed.
Anna took one look at me as sighed before placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Fine if it means so much to you, I will apologize." Anna said, which made me fill with happiness.
"You would really do that?" I asked some part of me not convinced but she nodded with a smile.
"Knowing you're going to take the blame for it, and as the good friend I am I can't let you do that, and I'll even convince Chloe to do it with me." Anna said as I chuckled.
"Thank you for that, Anna, it means a lot." I said as she smiled.
"Anything for you." She said with a smile as she finally let me go.
"Thanks now if you'll excuse me I have to go check up on her." I said as she nodded hesitantly as I waved her a goodbye as I chased after Brooke.
Now let's hope she's not too mad, I thought to myself with a chuckle as I took one more look at the floors below of Anna giving me a thumbs up, which gave me the courage to open the door and walk inside.

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