Richard

My phone vibrates at the corner of my desk. I grab it and open the message without checking who it’s from. There’s only one person who messages me during working hours and it’s sure as hell not my brothers.

I’m surprised Maya’s able to get her work done with so many interruptions. I’d question her work ethic but based on some of the timestamps of her messages, she’s up past the time when I go to bed.

Maya:Mayday!!!

Maya:I have another meeting this Friday and my sketches look like something from a kindergarten showcase.

Me:Give the kindergarteners a little more credit. Their drawings aren’t that bad.

I lean back in my chair and wait, fighting a smug smile.

Maya: Remember when you said you’ve never been called funny in your life?

Me: Yes.

Maya:Turns out everyone is right. You’re awful.

Me:Is this how you proposition those you want favors…