“So you want to be one of them?” Carl asks, brows raised as he points to the solicitor retreating out the door.
“I do, but I’ll make sure I’m still kind to the little plebs,” I tease.
“You better,” Kayley says with a laugh. “You already know too much.”
Two
Still on for lunch? The message flashes on my screen as I fish it out of my bag. I’ve worked steadily since morning tea, feeling like I have a good grasp on what I’m doing. But, the moment lunch hits, I’m ready to get out of here. I have plans to meet up with my best friend, David. We’ve known each other since we were nine and have been inseparable ever since. We’re even studying together at Uni. He’s the smartest person I know.
Definitely. Leaving now. 5 mins eta