Kath wasn’t used to this. But fuck, it was about damn time she did something with her stacked bank account.

She didn’t believe in gambling, or the races, or buying expensive things for herself. The only reason she has a penthouse apartment was because Penelope had convinced her to invest in this space - Something about ‘epic girls nights’ and ‘Christmas at yours!’

Kath signs up for a sugar mommy dating app - Her being the ‘sugar mommy’ and hopefully matching with a few potential ‘sugar babies’ to spend her money on. All she hoped for was a genuine friend that didn’t know her as ‘Section Chief Kath Rousseau’, but just.. Kath.

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The first match rolls in around 9pm, right when Kath was leaving the office.

You’ve matched with User9320, send message and start your journey of love today!

Kath's thumb hovers over the button, before clicking it gently. She scans briefly through the profile, and she likes what she sees.

Next objective? To send a text. After many retypes, Kath sends a simple text.

E: Hey! I’m Kath. How are you?

It was simple, and open ended enough to be casual.

Don’t fuck this up, Kath.