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overheated and uncomfy.
It’s not the first time
I’ve been followed in a store
and it won’t be the last.
Where the hell is Lyric?!
This place is suffocating.
I check my phone.
It’s 12:15 p.m.
I send a hurried text:
I’m here. Where are you?
Lyric:Sorry!
Running behind.
Go to the 2nd floor
and ask for Robbie.
Give them my name.
Be there as soon as I can.
I sigh
and find my way
to the escalators
Hollis close behind.
When I get to the second floor
I turn abruptly.
Hi again.
I force a saccharine smile
as Hollis narrowly misses
colliding with my face.
Do you know where I can find
a colleague of yours—
goes by the name of Robbie?
She frowns
