Vivienne's POV
And she picked up almost immediately.
“Morning, Viv.” She said cheerfully and then yawned. "What’s up?”
"You're still yawning by 10 am?" I asked playfully.
"Oh please. Let me breathe." She said like an annoyed teenager and we both laughed a little.
"What's up?" She asked again.
“I have a crisis.” I answered.
“You always have a crisis.” She responded.
“This one’s real! I have too many clothes and I don’t know what to wear.”
There was a short pause right before she spoke again.
“You… called me because you have too many clothes?” She asked, pretending to be annoyed.
“Yes!”
“Is this some kind of rich-person problem preview now? Or you're just trying to make me jealous?” She asked teasingly and I rolled my eyes, holding back my laugh.
“Audrey, please. I need you. It’
