Powder was tired to say the least, especially after a long week like this one. At the beginning of the week, she started a new job as an art consultant for an elementary school, hoping to make her way to the official art teacher. During the week, she had to work on her car while following some internet video from ten years ago since her car was such an old model. On top of that, she had to prep her daughter’s, Isha’s, birthday weekend. Luckily, Isha just wanted a day with her, so now they were at the aquarium.

On her way to the parking lot, she found her car with a dent and a note from someone

Sorry, didn’t mean to hit ya. Text me and I’ll send a mechanic

This week couldn’t be any more infuriating, but luckily she called the mechanic that evening.

When Sunday rolled around, she was already exhausted, and it seems nothing could fix it, until she got a notification from you.