Apr 29
Her ex had once referred to her as the boy in the relationship. She thought it may have had something to do with the way she carried herself. Nyv had been curvy, she was like a board.
Now, she was engaged to some other fucking bitch.
Lyra pulled up Nyv's profile after her first delivery, floating high up, level with the window of a high-rise having just dropped off a combo. Tap Out had stuck a sensor out the window to check traffic patterns. She clicked on Nyv's fiance next.
She always did this.
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