"I hate her I hate her I hate her!" Jemma cried out internally, looking down at the pink mixture in her glass. Well no, that wasn't true, Daisy was actually quite a good friend and she meant well when she insisted the both of them go to the bar that night to "have fun and let out some steam". Of course, she failed to mention that for her, it meant finding the first attractive man she would lay her eyes upon and spend the night dancing and flirting with him, leaving Jemma alone at the bar. It really was the crappy end to a very crappy day. Just when she thought people finally accepted and respected her at work, there was the incident with that disgusting John Garrett. Of course, she defended herself pretty well in her opinion and even though she knew it really shouldn't bother her that much
