"Lydia if you don't walk inside the door in half an hour, I will eat the last piece of cheesecake and you cannot blame me when you get here. I have already let you know so don't you dare hit me."
Lydia was reading Freya's text and what she was reading wasn't making her all that happy. Lydia couldn't help but feel a sense of burning anger in her body. She realizes that her cheesecake was soon to disappear if she didn't reach home in time and that was scary enough for her.
This time Lydia too sent her a text, now she was the one typing like a madman.
"Don't you f****** touch it Freya. You had your piece and that one is mine, my last piece, MINE. Keep your paws to yourself."
Lydia wrote her piece and pressed send, sending that angry text back to her sister. She was not having this one
