Matias
The next morning arrived with the kind of oppressive, blinding New York sunshine that made me regret living so high up and closer to the sun.
I was sitting at the glass dining table, dressed in a charcoal grey three piece suit that cost more than a mid sized sedan, typing furiously on my laptop. A half eaten plate of poached eggs sat to my right, completely ignored. My phone was propped against a salt shaker, displaying a rolling feed of market analytics that were currently making my left eye twitch.Mac, true to his word, had dragged himself out of the guest room an hour ago to walk Barney. He had returned soaked in a light morning drizzle, looking like a drowned rat, while Barney looked completely refreshed and was currently trying to eat a discarded piece of toast under the coun
