DAMIEN
I had to go grocery shopping with Dave. The dude tagged along when he heard I wanted to cook after so long. He accused me of being outdated on the current spices and would help me make the perfect choice, so I just let him tag along.
“Why exactly are you cooking?” he asked as he picked up the ketchup bottle, and threw it into the cart. “Are you having a guest over?”
I glared at him. “Did you offer to go with me just to drill me with questions?”
Laughing, he shook his head. “You don’t have to answer that, I already have my response.” Walking ahead of me, he stopped at the end of the aisle and began looking at more products on the shelf.
“Why would you even send her on a date?” I heard a voice that sounded a lot like Xavier speaking on the phone. “You clearly know that we lost he
