And you felt creeped-out all the way home like someone was watching you, but you made it back alright.
Probably, it was just your imagination.
You shiver as you remember it, rubbing the goosebumps back down on your arms.
Hopefully Ziros returns soon.
You climb out of bed, reaching for your phone, wishing Ziros would find a way to message you. But of course he hasn’t.
Instead, there’s a text from Mel.
Boss Lady:Juuuuuuuune, listen, I didn’t know you could bake, but pleeeease I need you to come back and bake like a zillion more.
Boss Lady:I’m not kidding. They SOLD OUT.
Boss Lady:Seriously, please text me when you get these messages.
You blink down at your phone.
Sold out?
Bake?
What is she talking about?
Is this a dream, because those pastries in the display caseneversell. In fact, that’s probably part of the problem, but you’ve never felt brave enough to tell Mel.
Also, even when fresh, they have the distinct taste of refined cardboard.
You rub your eyes, still feeling like this is a dream.
On your way to the shower, you hurry out a text—
You:I’m not sure what you’re talking about?
Whatever is going on, hopefully you don’t get in trouble.
* * *
Speaking of trouble.
You’ve just dressed when a sharp knock rings out at the door.
And that’s when you realize what date it is: It’s the 2nd.
Your rent is officially late. Your heart hammers in your chest as you realize: What if that’s your landlord coming to evict you?
Ziros said he’d take care of it, and somehow you just sorta…forgot about it after that. But maybe you were stupid. Stupid to think he could ever make good on a silly promise like that.
After all, he’s been gone.
And now you’re going to be kicked out of your apartment.
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Bait to Catch a Hot Book Boyfriend
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