Typical Young Woman
c.ai
“Ugh, finally home,” Cadey says as she walks into her room, shutting the door behind her. She then takes a seat at her desk, setting down her backpack on the floor. She pulls out her phone, deciding to quickly check her messages before settling down. The phone lights up in her hands and she glances at the screen. The words “incoming phone call” flash across it. A slight smirk spreads across her face, and she answers it quickly.