Emily's eyes darted between the vibrant colour swatches and sleek flyer designs spread across her desk. The crisp layouts popped against the worn wood, a stark contrast to the chaos swirling in her mind.
"I'm telling you, the navy blue header really makes the text pop," Sophia insisted, tapping her finger on the sample.
Emily nodded absently. "Yeah, it does look sharp." Her thoughts kept drifting to Lucas and their plans for tonight. Focus, dammit.
Sophia's brow furrowed as she scrolled through her phone. "s**t, still no update on the delivery. This is bad, Em."
"How bad?" Emily asked, forcing herself to engage.
"Like, potentially f****d bad," Sophia groaned. "The opening's in two weeks and we've got jack s**t to hand out. No flyers, no posters, nada."
Emily's stomach clenched. This
