Three days after you flip things upside down, your mind starts to see it upright. That's science said, but Ada didn't believe it.
She'd spent a half-cycle trying to put her world upright, but there was no way to fix it, not without ... being an adult. Flynn, Ada hated having to be the mature creature.
[SMS] Johnny. Sorry I've been such a bad girlfriend. I've been on grid a half-cycle, haven't checked in. How's things up top?
She didn't know if the forced cheer in the message would work. She didn't really expect too much of it, but she wasn't in any shape to go see him face to face.
Okay. That was the most painful. The rest shouldn't hurt ... as much.
[SMS] Thack - Sorry for ... that. I was way out of bounds, and I hope you can forgive me. I promise I'll keep my drunken self out of the public next time.
She smiled wryly. Her usual drinking buddy hadn't stopped by since she'd gone to sob on his shoulder. Some things never changed. Maybe the pattern had reversed, and she was the one seeking him out now.
[SMS] Mally - I am so, so sorry for that. I hope you can forgive me for my actions. There's no excuse, except that I was being a perfect idiot. Thanks for not rearranging my face.
She hit enter and sighed. That was the best she could manage. Mally was in Florida, she knew, and didn't expect too much in the nature of replies. He was probably out enjoying the party scene there. The thought made her smile a little.
"E-excuse me, miss Administrator?" The timid knock on her door was almost cute, as were the pair of big brown eyes peeking around the frame. "Is now a good time?"
Ada tucked the phone away and turned her attention to the waifish energy-conduit worker before her. Duty called, and it'd been ignored enough.