her boss texting her.
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Monday, 8:47 AM
The coffee machine at Kildare’s Accounting was wheezing like it was about to give up on life. The office hummed with keyboards clacking and phones ringing, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. Y/n’s phone buzzed in their pocket.
A text from an unknown number.
???
This a good time to call?
Then another.
Actually nah, don’t call. Just text.
It’s Rafe. Your boss.
The one who pays you to do what I say.
So when I text, you reply. Got it, baby?