Disclaimer: I still don't own Dead Like Me, and most likely never will.
Summary: George finds out about Daisy's appointment. Things unfold.
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Authors Note: This isn't a Daisy/George fic. More a Daisy/George friendship.
Daisy walked into the house, hung up her white jacket, and went into the kitchen. She put her purse, with the post-it inside, on the table. She walked to George's room. The door was open. She looked in at her sleeping roommate. 'She looks so peaceful' Daisy thought. 'I'm sorry I can't change things for you Georgia....'
George woke up. She looked at her clock. 11:00am it read.
"Goddamn it!. Rube's gonna kill me."
She drove her red car to the waffle house. Everyone was there except Mason, but that's Mason for you.
"Nice of you to join us Peanut."
"I'm sorry Rube, I slept in."
"I'm not mad. Did I sound angry to you?"
"Yes. No? I don't know! Fuck!"George yelled.
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning didn't they?" said Roxy.
Before she could reply with a sarcastic remark, Mason came in and took a seat next to George.
"Hey there Georgie"
"Don't call me that."
Mason looked taken back a bit but didn't say anything else.
"So what are the assignments today Rube?" George asked.
"One for you" he said as he gave one to Roxy.
"And one for you" he said as he gave one to Mason.
Rube closed his book of post-its and tucked it away.
"What about me? And Daisy?" George asked.
"You don't have one. And I gave Daisy her post-it already."
"Why don't I have one?"
"Because you don't have one. Now, I'd love to stay and chat peanut but I have a 12:30 appointment on the other side of town."
"Yeah but why don't I have one?!"
"The man said you don't have a post-it. Leave it the fuck at that!" said Roxy as she got up and left.
"Bloody fuck! This is only in 20 minutes Rube!"
"Then hurry" Rube replied.
Rube signalled for Kiffany, the waitress to come over to their booth.
"Anything you want?" she asked.
"Yes please. Can you order my friend a carrot muffin toasted with butter?"
"Yes. I can. Anything else with the muffin?"
"No thanks Kiffany that will be all."
"See you later Peanut. Enjoy your day off."
Rube got up and left leaving Daisy and George in the booth. George looked at Daisy, she was staring into her coffee, not really looking at it.
"Daisy?" she asked softly. "Daisy!"
Daisy looked up at George.
"Yes Georgia?"
"Nothing. Just wondering what your problem was."
"Nothing."
"Where's your post-it?"
"Did it this morning."
"Who was it?"
"Don't remember.
"Bullshit."
"Just leave me alone. Ok Georgia?!"
"What's wrong?!"
"Nothing! Just leave me alone!"
With that, Daisy got up and left. George, puzzled, stared after her.
George left for home. Days off meant there was nothing to do. Nothing to do meant sitting around all day and watching television. George went into the kitchen to grab some chips. She put the bag of chips on the table, then went to look for some pop. As she walked to the table again. A corner of yellow paper sticking out of Daisy's purse caught her eye. She looked at it. 'Is that a post-it?' she thought. 'I thought Daisy said she did her reap this morning.'
George took the post-it out and looked at it.
"Holy shit!!"
A/N: haha! I know. Another cliffie. More to shortly come! Please R&R!
