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21/04/2022
REAGAN WAS FIRED from his job. Vienna found out while she was out at lunch, surrounded by Wren, Billie, and Amita. She was holding her phone, a frown tugging at her lips. It looked unnatural on her for a woman who usually shone brighter than the moon when it was full. But it was getting more and more common. A regular occurrence, almost.
Billie rolled her eyes as she swallowed her coffee, placing her long black back on the table. The hot liquid sloshed at the movement, spilling over the edge of the porcelain cup. "What did he do now?"
Vienna couldn't tear her eyes away from his message. She was already itching to grab her purse that rested against her foot, some lazy excuse winding around the edge of her tongue.
Wren subtly elbowed her girlfriend, only to receive a defensive look from the woman.
"Uh . . . he got fired," Vienna managed to mutter. She knew she should type something before it was too late. He hated being left on read.
Amita almost choked on her Chai latte, a laugh tumbling out of her lips before she could reel it back in. Usually it would make Vienna smile, a small distraction from the dangerous thoughts in her mind. Not this time.
