Choco Café: 18:00
"Prompto...what's the matter?" Daisy stood right next to him with a worried look on her face. Prompto had been quiet all day. It wasn't how he normally acted. The blonde boy eventually turned his head to his colleague. His face had a blank expression. "Sorry, Daisy...I know this work day sucked. I know I screwed it up. I know I'm not a good barista...I'm sorry..."
Daisy couldn't believe what she heard. Her eyes widened a bit. "Where does THIS come from? Of course you're a good barista! The best!" It remained silent for a couple seconds.
"Is it that costumer that came in that day?" Prompto didn't answer. Daisy sighed softly. "You love her..." She sounded sadder than she intended. She noticed Prompto was looking at her, a bit sad too. He knew how Daisy felt about him. It tore him down to hear her like that, but she was right. He just didn't know it yet. "I'm sorry..." He then realized they said it in unison. Daisy shook her head and stared into the distance.
"For what? It isn't your fault...You can't choose who you fall for...Love...isn't a choice...it's a situation that just happens...I got myself into that situation when I met you..." "Daisy--" "And you got into that situation when you met the girl...I'm not mad at you, Prompto. Not mad at all. I'm frustrated...Frustrated for being such a jealous bitch--" "Stop...Stop." Both looked at eachother for a while.
"It's true...You can't choose who you fall for...But that doesn't mean you have to call yourself a bitch. Daisy, you deserve to have that special someone...it just isn't me. You know it and I know it." Daisy briefly looked down, realising he was right. She eventually sighed. "I have a suit from my older brother at my house. I'll bring it over tomorrow." With that, Daisy left, leaving Prompto alone confused.
"The hell do I need a suit for?"
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