*Will*
As I juggle two grocery bags in one hand, my phone clamped stubbornly to my ear, I unlock the door to the penthouse with my free hand. The late afternoon sun spills into the hallway, casting long shadows that dance across the floor. David's voice crackles through the line, filled with the usual mix of sarcasm and genuine concern.
“Dude, come on! You can’t just bail on the premiere. It’s a big deal… we made plans months ago” he insists, and I can almost hear him pacing on the other end.
“I know, I know, but life kinda happened in the meantime” I reply, struggling to keep my balance as I kick the door closed behind me. “But Frida just got here. She’s still settling in, and I don’t want to leave her high and dry. It feels too soon.”
“Bring her with you. It’ll be a blast,” David sug
