24. Privacy

Privacy

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It’s been a few weeks since I started working at Josef corporation and the tiredness has sucked the soul out of me.

I am snoozing in my bed when a door knock breaks my slumber.

“Go away! I am sleepy.”

“NO! You didn’t come out of your room the whole day. Open the fucking door,” Natalie yells at me across the door.

I glance at the clock and shut my eyes again. It’s late afternoon. I still have time. I miss laying in my bed for hours over the weekend.

The door knocks again, and I drag myself out of the bed to let her in.

“I brought you a surprise,” she says, holding out a take-away burger.

I take the bag from her and rub my eyes.

“Thanks, Nat. This looks great.” She props up on Ira’s bed while I climb on mine.

“Did you eat anything at all today?”

“Yes… Ira bought me breakfast before going away for a hike. Then I had a granola bar in afternoon.”

I wish I could join her. A hike would have been nice.

“And you ate nothing for lunch?” she quirks a brow a