[Hazel]
“Ah… um…” I fumbled, pretending to dig through my handbag like it held the answer to all my problems. My fingers rustled through lip balm, loose receipts, and the growing panic I was trying so hard to keep inside. “Looks like I… forgot my ID at the bakery,” I said, voice cracking just slightly. “My assistant’s also on break—otherwise I would’ve just called him to bring it over.”
A bold-faced lie. Another one. My personal record was being shattered today.
I tried to pull off a casual shrug, pairing it with a forced, sheepish smile. “And, well, disturbing employees during lunch break is basically the most punishable crime at my workplace. Super frowned upon. Like... treason-level offense.” I widened my eyes for effect, making a face like I was a helpless cog in a very strict corpo
