Wish the best for me. Wished for infinity.” ~ Infinity, The XX “Gabriel is going to lose his shit,” Annabelle laughed. “All that money, he’s going to flip.” Jezebel gave her a curious look. “Do you think so?” Jezebel asked. She took a sip of water from the glass set out for her before answering. “Yeah, I mean he wants globs of it and the notoriety that comes with it and here Celeste is about to go and give it to him and he doesn’t even have to put in the work. She’s about to make him the happiest man alive,” she explained. Jezebel studied her cuticles for a moment before bringing her gaze back to Annabelle’s. Shrugging she said, “Sometimes, it isn’t the money people dream of but being recognized for something that brings money with it.” “So he’s going to be mad?” Annabelle asked. “Not at all. I’m sure he wouldn’t have been,”
