While sitting inside the bus terminal in an unfamiliar place, Autumn brought her burner phone to view. With only one number available to call, she hesitated for a moment before she grew anxious to what would be on the other end of her call. She knew better than to call her boss, understanding that she would be given a few moments before being ridiculed for being idiotic. Although Autumn believed this occupation was one that she was born to have, her employer was anything but sensitive. She was a cold woman with a consistent deadpanned expression unless there would be money or compliments. Because of this, Autumn was made to feel alone by the one woman that was supposed to understand her position above all else. However, with this being anything BUT an option, Autumn dialed a number she kne
