Chapter 4

Monica unlocked her apartment door with a swift click, her feet lazily walking into the dim apartment. With a flick of her fingers, she turned on the lights, shutting the door closed behind her. "What a damn day..." She mumbled, her eyes barely awake as she went towards the fridge, fixing her side swept dreads along the way.

She opened the fridge, her brows furrowing as her gaze looked around. "Great..." She said, her voice barely a whisper as she closed the fridge behind her with a loud slam. "No freaking drinks..."

Making it to her bedroom, Monica sat on the edge of the bed, groaning as she extended her arms with a loud yawn. "Freaking double shift..." Monica laid on her bed, her whole body aching as she pulled out her phone, trying to forget about the long workday she just had. She flipped through her emails once more, mumbling to herself with every swipe of her finger. "Rejected, rejected..."

Suddenly, her eyes widened as she read a strange email from a restaur