"...and I'll have the boutique open for the rest of the afternoon if you need anything adjusted or want to pick out something for… maybe celebrating with someone else?"
Anise was talking to me with a smirk as we stepped out of the elevator. I was about to respond that she should mind her own personal business before butting into mine when my phone began buzzing.
> Quite insistent. whoever it is. <
My wolf finally pushes a few impressions at me, wanting me to check just in case it is Kyrie. While also turning its face away and snout up when I pop in my mindscape to see it, tail flicking in continued irritation.
"Popular woman, aren't we?"
The blonde beside me in reality teased when I pulled out the device from my new purse. Such a frequency of messages was unusual - five back to back. Most who had this number weren't the rapid-fire texting type.
But it makes sense when I see it.
BK: [Congratulations are in order! :confetti-popper:]
