Chapter 41: Galene @ 2.4x nhs
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Chapter 41: Galene @ 2.4x nhs
“Victoriya over here, Victoriya over there, it’s like you’re in love with her.” Gal scoffed at the veil images of Artemis everywhere.
“I am in love with her,” Greg said simply.
“You’re f*****g WHAT?” Gal cried out. She started to type on her phone frantically.
“I fall in love with all my projects. It’s one of the things I meant to teach you, when you’re doing client work instead of working on your passion project, you need to allow yourself to love the work. No matter what it is.”
She just fumed and bit her tongue and typed furiously.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m texting Natalie exactly what you’re saying.”
“Hi, Natalie!”
“Now you’re flirting with my bestie too?”
“I simply said hi. And frankly, you’re in a manic state right now.”
“’Manic state,’ Yes, he called me that, that poop emoji,” Galene mumbled and typed.
The phone chirped, the sound of a message coming through.
“Huh,” Gal said.
“What is it now?”
“Natalie says ‘Let the man have a mistress, don’t be stupid. The official partner gets all the perks, side-bitches get leftovers.’ She’s like the worst friend ever.” Gal typed and mumbled, “No, silly, Victoriya is Artemis. Frickin Artemis, emoji shocked face.”
“I got lost in the levels of meta here. Are you talking to me now or to Natalie?” Greg said.
“I’m talking to you and I pass on the deets to Nat and I’m also talking to her while I recite things to you. Seriously, keep up old man,” Gal tsked.
Greg sighed and walked away. “I’m so glad I’m not a woman. I’m going downstairs to find a meeting to attend, somebody will be happy to see me.”
“Hey! Get back here, mister. We are not done talking about your love for frickin Artemis! Get back here now!”
Galene fumed alone in the penthouse, surrounded by the smug face of Artemis, with her piercing green eyes and her cutesy nose and her perfect neck muscles.
Seriously, how does one even begin to train their neck muscles?
She threw her shoe at her.
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