MYKEL
Yesterday, I decided to extend a ride to a young lady, driven by two compelling reasons. Firstly, she informed me that she was a close friend of Sabrina. Secondly, I harbored hopes that by accompanying her, I might secure access to the building and, with any luck, catch a glimpse of Sabrina.
However, my enthusiasm was swiftly quashed when, upon reaching the gate, I encountered none other than Andrews himself. He strictly instructed his staff not to grant me entry into the premises of MMM Models.
I must confess that Andrews tends to provoke a strong sense of irritation within me, but for the time being, I've opted not to engage in any confrontation with him. Why, you may wonder? The answer lies in the fact that my plate is already filled with a considerable number of pressing matte
