The drive to Peak Parkway was fun. We'd found a food truck outside of Daisy's apartment and gotten fresh burritos for the drive. We'd cranked up soul music while we were going, and when we arrived, we were both laughing for absolutely no reason. It's the best kind of laughter that shortens your breath and makes you want to cry, but at the same time makes you feel like everything will always be alright from that point forward.
We head up the elevator with the couple of bags Daisy had and I unlocked the apartment doors. Finn was the first thing we saw. He was tall, with flipped up hair that was eggplant purple. He was wearing a Plant vs. Zombies shirt and some sport grey fluffy sweatpants.
"Hey," Finn says, crunching on some fruit parfait Lydia had made the other day. "Look, behind you, a female!"
I roll my eyes at my best friend. His purple hair was claimed to be natural, and so was his erotic personality. He reminded me for an imaginary friend I'd once had, except fin was…human.
"Hi!" Daisy beams. "I'm Daisy!"
"She's going to crash here for a bit while avoiding a creepy vampire ex," I say, moving the bags into the living room.
"Interesting women you bring by," Finn says. "Nevertheless, I'm Finn Harroway." He bows. "Pleased to make your acquaintance."
I hear a yawn from Lydia, who walks in wearing a red, floral sundress to compliment her cotton candy pink hair. Lydia, like Finn, claimed it was natural, and I'd never seen either of them dye their hair. I'd searched and searched for dye packets and come up with nothing. Lydia and Finn had so many similar qualities. Interesting hair colours and their close resemblance to childhood friends. But, different to Finn, who had an especially close relationship with me, Lydia had not. Lydia had shown up shortly after…certain events. She'd been comforting instead of pressuring, and somehow, I'd learned to love her like a best friend.
"Hi guys!" Lydia says. "And…girl?"
"Ouch Lydia, you speak as if we don't always throw the most amazing parties every week."
"Sure, sure, you and your parties," Lydia says, "Anyway, hi, I'm Lydia!"
"Daisy," Daisy says, nodding.
"She's crashing here with us," I say.
"Boyfriend troubles?" Lydia says.
Daisy sighs. "Lord, if only it was that simple."
"Oooh, I want to hear this. My friends are all jerks on vacation without foreign texting plans; I've been dying for some gossip. Spill the beans!"
Lydia grabs the bags out of my hands, and pulls Daisy into the spare room. I cast a weary look at Finn who shrugs. "I suppose Lydia is a girl after all."