The afternoon sun shone right through the shop's front windows, illuminating everything naturally inside.
Today was bound to be different, I had this gut feeling.
For some reason, Michelle didn't go upstairs to take an afternoon nap and instead started helping me to clean the store.
She even occasionally clicked one or two of our selfies saying it's a normal routine to promote a harmful working environment.
But after clicking our pics, she seemed to be excitedly fiddling with her phone.
I tried to look it over and was shocked- She was sending it to her online friend boasting about how she could pose with an internet celebrity.
Watching me trying to spy on her, she puffed up her chest saying- It's a woman thing I won't understand.
Of course, I do understand, better than her-
Pride and vanity; the natural inherent qualities a woman wants to show off.
"Hey Elandor?"
Michelle's voice was soft.
It surely carried something else, I couldn't yet decipher.
"Hmmm?"
