This is about Eliza and sort of Peter and most definitely work.

Today, Eliza closed by herself. All was well and good, until I got another phone call. "Felisa! The alarm is going off! Shiiiit what do I do?!"

Long story short, I rush over to work, get there with lil' Liza sitting on the bench outside. I was panicking, i'm sure she was too. haha. maybe she wasn't. she's pretty chill. anyway.

we play with the alarm, i show her what's up, then we leave.

i'm still a little on edge, no lies. yay.

somehow i knew something was going to happen after peter's last day. call it intuition? or bad karma? idk.

let's hope that nothing else happens. pretty please karma gods. no more "funny" jokes.

<3