How touchy. She knew she hit a nerve with that Stillwell remark. “I cover for your ass more times than you even know, you ungrateful jackass.”

𝗧𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵𝘆. That’s for sure. “Like murdering an entire plane of passengers? Oh, trust me, I could never forget.”

“I didn’t 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 to go with you. Duty is not a 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒.”

“You couldn’t be further from the truth.”

Every day is a 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 day.

Well, damn. She needs to go on a date with Stormfront. ASAP.

Who? What? When? Where? Why?

Says 𝗵𝗲𝗿.

“How reassuring.”

“I was being sarcastic.”

She’s bored, 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛. So what does she do? Well, she’s currently sitting in THE HOMELANDER.’s chair in the board room with a gin martini in her hand and her legs up on the glass table. Yup. 𝗕𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗼𝗺.

Boys will forever be ( immature ) boys. Eye roll.

If that’s the case, then he might as well throw away the entire table. Oh, and Stillwell too. Maeve put her hand on her shoulder earlier in the day. 𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 the woman will be gone.

Want me to knock you out?

If you say so. Just saying that you’ll fall asleep super quick.

Then I’ll do it lightly and you’ll get a good night’s sleep.

Can’t guarantee that.

𝑀ℎ𝑚𝑚𝑚. Better go give that bitch a thorough cleaning. Who knows what viruses she could be carrying since she spends her time with 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐓 of different people. Does he think she was hired yesterday? She had those lines memorized within minutes of getting the notes.

Make a trip to the supermarket. It’s not 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 hard.