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We were the only ones in the elevator, and to make matters worse, we were on the twentieth floor, which meant that we had a long way to go before we reached the ground level.
Kyle's eyes seemed to be glazed over as he continued to stare...
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"I want to go home."
My Uber driver, Rodger, glanced at me through the rearview mirror and I could tell by the furrow of his brows that he was unsure of whether or not I was being serious.
I was.
"Lilac, so help me God, if I find out that you skipped this interview I will cut all of your hair off in your sleep tonight," Veronica threatened me through the phone.
Her measly threat pushed me to let out a sarcastic scoff.
"You'd be doing me a tremendous favor if you did," I admitted smugly. "I've been meaning to cut it short for a while now . . ."
"You think this is funny?!" She cried hysterically. "That this is some sort of game that you can just jump in and out of anytime that you want?"
