Since they had to work on Saturday, the office was almost empty by Friday evening. Most people had finished up and gone home, except for a few who were frantically tweaking sketches for a client and, of course, Bonnie and Helen.
Helen was just waiting around for her boyfriend to pick her up. It was their anniversary, and they had plans to celebrate that night.
She glanced over and saw Bonnie still glued to her laptop, so she grabbed some snacks and settled next to her, keeping her company while Bonnie worked.
Ever since Bonnie broke up with Lawrence and cut ties with her family, she hadn’t taken a single penny from them. She followed her professor on projects, picked up part-time gigs, did freelance design work online, and even tutored students prepping for design exams. Bonnie wasn’t just one of those students who got good grades; she was actually great at making money too.
You could call her a little rich kid, just without the family backup.
But even with a decent pile of savings, she never slacked off.
Helen nodded at the screen. “Is that due tonight?”
“Not really,” Bonnie replied, crunching numbers on a calculator. “As long as it’s done by tomorrow. But I want to go swimming then, so I don’t want to come back here.”
Bonnie was never the type to sit still. She liked biking in spring, swimming in summer, hiking in the fall, and skiing in winter. She always found a way to keep busy.
“You’re seriously a time management genius,” Helen laughed, giving her a thumbs-up.
Helen, on the other hand, was the total opposite — basically allergic to exercise.
Bonnie smiled. She was used to it. Working out helped her sleep better at night and made it easier to shake off stress. Once something becomes your habit, it’s almost impossible to quit.
Helen’s phone buzzed. “Ned’s here. I’m heading out. Don’t forget to have dinner, okay? Your stomach’s going to hate you if you skip again.” She got up and waved goodbye.
Bonnie nodded. After Helen left, a couple more coworkers cleared out, some reminding Bonnie that cab rides home after nine could be reimbursed.
Soon the office was almost silent. Bonnie stared at the CAD drawings on her monitor. Next to the shaded Phase II land, Phase I sprawled beside it.


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