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“That’s soirl Is your door fixed yet?”

“Nope”

April swung her legs around and dropped into the patio before heading into the aparth theThe place was a disaster, of course The last creeps who had broken in hadn’t taken anything, but they stillshe owned, left boot prints everywhere, busted her doorfrah the ive her little black kitten some food, and then flopped down on the blue chair—with the stuffing falling out of it—and propped her feet onto the cracked coffee table

Her eyes drifted to the re it, the complex had the handyht take a battering ram to open She couldn’t hire a repair man herself She couldn’t pay this extra bill All of her last paycheck had gone to ski the interest on her student loans

And to top it all off, she’d been fired from her awful job today April had been at the top of her class in her design program at Parsons, and now she’d just been fired froe her cleavage

“What a life”

Lana Bennet stood by her , running her fingers through her long, shiny hair as she looked out over the Montrose

“Okay, let ht You called your boss an ielo?”

“Heoff a hair,’” April protested

Lana turned and crossed her arrounds for a lawsuit”

“Lawyers are for people with the money to hire lawyers If I could hire a lawyer, the first people I’d hit up are my apartment complex”

“I will never get over you living in Gunspoint”

April smirked “It’s Greenspoint And the rent is cheap”

“Until you take into account that your television was stolen, and you can’t keep your valuables there”

“Well, the TV was the only thing worth stealing The latecomer thieves just made a mess”

“You are too blasé about this! What if someone came in while you were there?”

April shrugged Soh her balconyonce, but she wasn’t about to irl would have a fit “I have a taser”

“You’re the worst”