(Kira's POV)
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I was still seated on the bed as Lena stood at the doorway staring at me, I watched as her eyes fell to the phone. Trying to keep my movements as subtle as possible, I reached out and picked up my phone, using my tow to pull it closer to myself until I had it in my hand.
Lena walked further into the room, coming to sit beside me on the bed, "babe, what was that?"
I let out a sigh, "it was nothing. Just work. You know."
She looked at me, keeping a straight face, "Come on, that didn't seem like a 'nothing' to me."
"But it was," I assured her. "I'm handling it."
However, her expression remained stoic, showing that she clearly didn't believe me, "what the fuck, Lena? You know how it is! Beacon Studios have been stressing the fuck out of me lately! Have you also forgotten that I had to visit my uncle today and basically railroad him? This is just the after-effects of that visit, okay?"
