Dave Brendal

"mmhmm....yeah, see you at 5:00pm" Didi hung up the call with Dave. After graduating with an outstanding degree in Applied Physics she got a scholarship to go abroad to further her studies.

This was where she met Dave.

Dave was a kind soul when they first met and they easily clicked.

She was good at applying the physics and he her cute geeky side kick ,was a genius on a machine. Any machine really. Though they didn't do further studies in the same field they never lost contact.

Dave had blonde hair , coffee brown eyes and the most charming smile ever.

As he was a computer science genius he had skipped a lot of grades and never really had a friend who never needed their assignments to be done.

That's when they met in their second semester of college. One thing led to another and they became best of friends. In fact he was like a brother to her.

Now close to seven years later she had companies here and there , some out and within the country and Dave, geeky , nerdy Dave was filthy rich! Not that she was far from that.

Didi gave herself a mental pat on the back.

She and Dave had planned to meet and catch up as it has been a while since they last saw each other.

Almost 7years. She was kinda glad as time did treat her well. She couldn't wait to meet and tease Dave.

She also wondered if her forever virgin friend finally got laid....maybe she could introduce him to someone.....

'finally something fun to do ' , an evil smirk came unto her face, as the thought crossed her mind.

'Well, let's just hope he's got someone, for his own sake', Didi smiled again to herself as she went on preparing for her day.

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Fleure Palace,

5:03pm.

As Didi walked into the restaurant, she headed straight for the front desk as Dave had told her he would prepare everything.

"A reservation under Mr Brendal please"

Didi addressed the waitress.

"Pardon?" the waitress glanced at her , immediately scoffing in her heart.

'how could a man as handsome and charming as Mr Dave know someone like her?'

'Did she even look at herself before leaving her house...'

This was because Didi wore a low key black evening gown and tied her now long , mid back unruly african virgin hair in a high pony tail. Alongside her gold and black clutch the hoop earings she wore made her look effortlessly beautiful.

The waitress at the front desk just couldn't swallow her jealousy and decided to embarrass Didi. She knew her kind, girls who simped over rich men and had nothing to their name.

Deciding to pretend to only speak French because she doubted Didi who was...noire..could understand her a triumphant smirk appeared on her face. As this was the front desk not far from the entrance of the restaurant a lot of people would gather if they were to start a scene.

She couldn't wait to see this woman embarrass herself. 

'Think you can act all high and mighty here? Let's see you how you would have a good evening'...