Mr. Forbes

Annabel returns home from work, mumbling to herself. She is still pissed from getting overworked by her boss, she wished she had someone she could complain to but she didn’t want to tell Jenny in fear of criticism. Jennifer would just remind her of the opportunity she threw away for less.

Arriving at the door, she didn’t bother to knock as she had her own pair of keys. She unlocked the door and pushed it open, immediately catching sight of Jennifer in the sitting room.

“Hey girl!” she said in a low tone before turning back to lock the door. She was too tired to speak much.

“Welcome back.” Jennifer had replied casually.

Annabel’s mind was too occupied to notice anything, but as she tossed her handbag to the couch and turned to head for the bathroom, she felt that something was wrong with Jennifer; where did the enthusiasm go? She had to take another look at Jennifer.

That was when she noticed the moody look on her friend’s face. Jennifer was usually excited to have her home after work,