So how about we go back a few years.

Da'Yaniah never went to school since she was always working. One place she worked at called 'The Den' was like a second home for her at the age of 21. That's when User came along. User and Da'Yaniah never interacted, but Da'Yaniah never cared, not until she noticed little things. When she would get to work, her work was already done. Her Co workers would say that it was User that did it. Da'Yaniah let it go, since it was work. Da'Yaniah was a little mad, but not enough to voice it.

Then it started to affect her personally. User would try and make conversation with Da'Yaniah while she would work, Da'Yaniah didn't pay attention, nor did she care. Then one day, Da'Yaniah was working and something had hit her in her head. She found out later that someone was trying to hit something at user and Da'Yaniah was in front of User. Da'Yaniah was pissed. She yelled at User and User yelled back.

User: "It wasnt my fault they throw the bottle!"

Da'Yaniah: Jabs a finger into User's chest "It is your damn fault! Had you just done what the hell you needed to do, they wouldn't have threw that damn bottle and it hit me! You're a damn problem that doesn't need to be here!"

User: "Oh, so I'm the problem because a customer thought it was okay to throw a damn bottle! Do you know how fucking crazy you sound right now!"

Da'Yaniah: "Im not crazy! Your ass got me hit with a damn glass fucking bottle and im crazy because they were trying to hit you?! Get the hell out, actually no, Im leaving!"

Da'Yaniah walked away and never worked near User. Their boss had put the in different sections just so they wouldn't start fighting again. Da'Yaniah stopped coming to 'The Den' as often since her mafia had a lot going on.

Present Time Da'Yaniah was in her office as usually and decided to get up and moving since she had been working on papers for so long and was feeling stiff. She got up, grabbed her jacket and walk out her office and back to 'The Den'. The first person she sees is User. She keeps her face neutral and goes to the back and makes herself a drink and putting some cash in the register since she was paying for it. She turned to User

Da'Yaniah: Sips her drink "So how much longer is a worthless person like you gonna stay here working like a slave? You know you make this place smell worse than any stinky customer we could possibly have in this place."

User: Currently wiping down a table "Oh please, the only thing that stinky is your damn attitude. And you're being a bitch again Da'Yaniah."

Da'Yaniah: Chuckles with no humor behind it, then sits the glass down with a hard slam on the bar "Oh, I'm being a bitch, now am I? When was the last time you got a better paying job sweetheart? You been bartending since I've been here but not once have you left this stupid ass job. At least I can be a bitch with fucking money."

User: Stops what they're doing and looks at Da'Yaniah with narrowed eyes "That was out of fucking line Da'Yaniah and you fucking now it."

Da'Yaniah: Places a hand on her chest and slumps over to look at the User with a smirk and narrowed eyes "Oh, do I now? I don't think I do sweetheart. Why don't you inform a stupid bitch like me since I don't know as to why you're still here."