Daisy Talk Novels & Stories

Okay," Daisy replied and cut the call. Moments later, her phone vibrated. A notification popped up – the college group chat. Her face brightened, and a proud smirk spread on her lips. "Bitch This is just the beginning," she whispered herself. Then her gaze shifted to Luna, "I think we should head home because coming here was a waste of time," she said.

‘So, I look in your directionBut you pay me no attention, do you?I know you don't listen to mebecause you say you see straight through meDon't you?’ “Honey, I’m home!” Daisy’s voice broke the deathly silence surrounding her. Everly pulled the covers over her head. She didn’t want to talk to anybody or see anybody or even remember there were other people in the world. Unfortunately, Daisy had other ideas… And Lennon, of course. He kept calling her. At some point, she was going to have to find the courage to talk to him, but not now... It was too soon and she was feeling too weak. And too ashamed.

Daisy "No, I wanted to eat with you guys and I also wanted to see Lauren's pokemons and see how they are doing, last time I saw them they were so healthy" Professor Oak walked away to wash his hands after hearing her then she suddenly heard Lauren talk Lauren "Ah, it looks like you are more interested in my pokemons than me, I feel defeated" Daisy "No that's not what I meant, I was also excited to meet yo-" Daisy suddenly started to stutter due to embarrassment as she was about to complete the following sentence luckily for her Professor Oak has already gone away so he didn't hear anything. Lauren "Haha, don't worry I was just teasing you"

Time to get busy. “Well, hello guys and welcome to Paleoclimate 101. My name is Daisy Dyer, I am a third-year Ph.D. student and for the next semester, I will be your TA for this class. If you have any concern or anything to talk about the lab or Paleoclimate in general, feel free to contact me via email or stop by for during my office hour,”

If she does not pick this time, she will stop probing and will take her husband back. Her hands tremble slightly as she presses the phone to her ear. This time, after what feels like an eternity, the call connects. “Hello?” Sienna’s voice comes through the line, but it’s thick with pain, weak. Daisy’s heart skips a beat. “Sienna?” she asks cautiously. “It’s Daisy. I... I need to talk to you.” There’s a brief silence, followed by a series of labored breathing. “Daisy... please... help me.” Sienna whispers, her voice faint and filled with agony.

Nick raised an eyebrow in approval. I turned to Dane. “Dane, you don’t mind letting us borrow Daisy for a few days, do you?” “Not at all,” Dane agreed without hesitation, and immediately called Daisy. Once he finished the call, he looked at me. “Daisy will be here in half an hour. We should still have time to shoot today.” “Thanks.” I patted his shoulder and smiled. Exactly thirty minutes later, Daisy arrived. “Dane, is this for real? Brown Pack’s project really wants me as their spokesperson?” Daisy asked, clearly overwhelmed.

I snap, eyes locked on hers. She blinks. “You’re overthinking.” “I’m a mother. Overthinking is part of the job description. So is sniffing out bullshit, and I smell it all the way from here to the damn palace gates.” “Okay, relax. Celestria doesn’t even talk to him.” “Oh—and you’re about to meet the warrior from VaxWings!” Daisy reminded me, popping her gum like she wasn’t casually dropping a bomb on my already packed morning. I blinked, pausing mid-scroll on my phone. “Wait, that’s today?”

, Eva coos over the screen, brushing her hair out. Helly makes a face from her quarter and Daisy yawns. I press my lips together. I'm walking to work and before I start the day, I've contacted the emotional support team. "Yo' daddy's a bastard.", Daisy chuckles as she rubs her eyes. This is probably the earliest she's risen in years. At my silence, she peers back at the screen, "... Sorry."

I still can’t believe that I was sex dreaming about the man who blatantly told me that he hated my guts so much. My phone vibrated from where I had kept it beside me and this time it was a text from Mia. “Please come Daisy , it’s urgent and we really need to talk. I knew that whatever daisy had for me wasn’t just anything , something was going on.

The bubbles disappeared – they didn’t burst, but rather evaporated as if they had never been there in the first place, the moment that their fingertips touched. “F-k,” she complained opening her eyes. “Every single f-king time.” Daisy smiled with indulgent patience. “I thought that was an improvement. You were an empty emotional space to me, right up until we touched.” Daisy’s empathic ability had similarities to Aislen’s telepathy, but also many differences. When Aislen had tried to describe the bubbles to her, Daisy had no idea what Aislen meant, even when Aislen had drawn a picture to aid her to imagine them. However, they both benefited from meditation, and Daisy’s ability did assist Ais