Chapter 2: Social Justice WarriorSix A.M. dammit, but I recognized the ringtone, so I picked up.
“Hi, Daniii.”
“Amber, do you know what time—”
I didn’t get to finish.
“Dani, you’ve got to help me.”
“We’re isolated, hon. Pride Prom’s been canceled. The animal shelter’s off limits. I’m getting my groceries delivered these days. I don’t know—”
“That’s just it Dani. Socio-economic disparity.”
“Socio…Wha—?”
“Why should the part-time workers, the people who deliver your groceries, Dani, why should they be taking all the risks while we sit comfortably in our castles working from home?”
I wouldn’t exactly call my condo a castle. I mean it’s nice and all, but—
“It’s not fair and we need to do something about it.”
I sat up and propped a pillow against my headboard. “Amber honey, I’m a sof
