#breemorrow

For the first time in a long time, she got to have lunch by her lonesome. Somehow someway everyone was booked and busy for lunch, except Talia. It was the perfect time to catch up with Bree. It was perfect day to meet up for coffee and go on a walk to talk shit away from the curious crowds. “Shut up. She just came back? I thought she would go to fucking prison or something for that shit she pulled. Was that even legal?” She said, turning the corner towards the garden. “So now what? Axel’s just going to hand over the babies, next? Yo, no joke, I will literally kick him in the balls.” 

The past few weeks had been better. Aubrey and herself had joined a professional working women group in Olympus, something they decided to do for themselves and their careers. They had gotten lucky meeting Maggie in the group. The three had grown more comfortable, meeting up with each other for coffee, drinks or just girl things. Stassie had been going through too many girl things. She texted their group chat, asking them if they wanted to get milkshakes at 9 pm. Truthfully, she had a lot on her chest. Finding the familiar red-head and brunette, she slid into the booth with a smile. “Hey, y’all…” her tone was suspicious. For someone whose cleavage was on display most of the time, her turtleneck should’ve been alarming to the general crowd. She was just hiding a hickey from Kit. “Okay, fine, I’ll start. I slept with my fucking annoyingly hot ex-boyfriend,” she admitted to the crowd. “Where’s the waiter? I need a chocolate milkshake. Stat.”