Celeste José:
I got back in the car and headed to the studio to deal with the crisis that had been piling up. There was so much on my plate that I sometimes felt like just running away. Unfortunately, that wasn't an option.
"Argh! You slept in your car again," Mark complained as he followed me to my room. He had offered me a place to stay, but I had declined because I didn't want him to be seen with me after work hours and face criticism like everyone else.
I was kind of a forbidden one for now.
"It's okay. I like how cozy and compact it is," I replied, and I wasn't lying. My car made me feel like I was by myself, and with nothing else to do, I turned my attention to my thoughts.
"Tell me you found something about those missing folders," I turned to him once I was in the room and requ
