Post by Kappa on May 21, 2022 18:14:19 GMT -6
(Day 1: Friday)
Daisy Anderson, an 18 year old high school senior, with looks much like Olivia Rodrigo, dressed in a black checkered skirt with a frilly, golden yellow blouse, sits on a lime green leather couch, legs crossed, showing off her opened toed sandals, a look of annoyance as she tosses her shoulder length chestnut hair to the side.
"Look, lady, I don't know what my mom was thinking..." Daisy huffs at the middle aged woman, round as pumpkin with big, pillowy breasts and a gut to match, grey hair in a tight bun, dressed in a floral red dress that screamed eccentric old drama teacher. "I DON'T NEED A SITTER. I'M 18."
To be fair to her mother, Daisy:
1) Is flunking most of her classes and may be forced to repeat senior year.
2) Got caught smoking in the girl's room three times this month alone.
3) Snuck out of the house several times, borrowed the family minivan and got it totaled.
4) Had a pretty intense pregnancy scare.
"Your mother thinks it's best you had some adult supervision." Ms Edna smiles kindly, placing a sausage fingered hand atop Daisy's slender knee.
"I don't need adult supervision." Daisy rolls her green eyes in annoyance.
"Well, your parents think you do..." Ms Edna giggles.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Daisy felt strangely fatigued. As if she just finished running a marathon!
"And since they already paid me, dear..." Edna continues to giggle," I'm afraid you're stuck with me for the weekend."
Daisy sighs, a brat at heart, she hates when she doesn't get her way!
"Fine." Daisy submits.
" Good." Ms Edna grins devilishly. "Now, watch some tv, dear, while I get dinner ready. How does meatloaf sound?"
"I'm vegetarian."
"Wonderful!" Edna giggles. "I'll be sure to put extra bacon in the green beans!" Edna winks.
As Daisy turns on tv, two things come to mind. She feels strangely bloated, and, most oddly enough, she has a strange desire to watch the Bachelor.
"What a weird urge." Daisy mutters to herself. Eyes on the screen, she also can't help but crave a nice slice of meatloaf.
... One cheat day can't hurt, right?!
Daisy Anderson, an 18 year old high school senior, with looks much like Olivia Rodrigo, dressed in a black checkered skirt with a frilly, golden yellow blouse, sits on a lime green leather couch, legs crossed, showing off her opened toed sandals, a look of annoyance as she tosses her shoulder length chestnut hair to the side.
"Look, lady, I don't know what my mom was thinking..." Daisy huffs at the middle aged woman, round as pumpkin with big, pillowy breasts and a gut to match, grey hair in a tight bun, dressed in a floral red dress that screamed eccentric old drama teacher. "I DON'T NEED A SITTER. I'M 18."
To be fair to her mother, Daisy:
1) Is flunking most of her classes and may be forced to repeat senior year.
2) Got caught smoking in the girl's room three times this month alone.
3) Snuck out of the house several times, borrowed the family minivan and got it totaled.
4) Had a pretty intense pregnancy scare.
"Your mother thinks it's best you had some adult supervision." Ms Edna smiles kindly, placing a sausage fingered hand atop Daisy's slender knee.
"I don't need adult supervision." Daisy rolls her green eyes in annoyance.
"Well, your parents think you do..." Ms Edna giggles.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Daisy felt strangely fatigued. As if she just finished running a marathon!
"And since they already paid me, dear..." Edna continues to giggle," I'm afraid you're stuck with me for the weekend."
Daisy sighs, a brat at heart, she hates when she doesn't get her way!
"Fine." Daisy submits.
" Good." Ms Edna grins devilishly. "Now, watch some tv, dear, while I get dinner ready. How does meatloaf sound?"
"I'm vegetarian."
"Wonderful!" Edna giggles. "I'll be sure to put extra bacon in the green beans!" Edna winks.
As Daisy turns on tv, two things come to mind. She feels strangely bloated, and, most oddly enough, she has a strange desire to watch the Bachelor.
"What a weird urge." Daisy mutters to herself. Eyes on the screen, she also can't help but crave a nice slice of meatloaf.
... One cheat day can't hurt, right?!