~~Mia~~
I was jobless. That much I knew.
And the thing about bills? They didn’t just vanish because you screamed at your boss and stormed out. They piled up. Higher and higher, like a mountain pressing on my chest, reminding me with every second that they wouldn’t pay themselves.
My anger was still buzzing in my veins, seeping all the way into my fingers as I scrolled through my phone, furiously typing shithead boss into the blue app. But halfway through, I stopped.
Relax, Mia. He’s a private person.
No pictures. No posts. No nothing. Just one active green dot glowing like a taunt.
Suspicious. Maddening.
“Who are you stalking now, huh, Mia?”
I nearly jumped out of my skin. Sharon, my roommate, had just slipped into the room. She shut the door behind her, tossed her bag on the floor
