I yelled back at Hannah as I took the stairs two at a time. “Oh my god! I can’t believe you’re actually getting to leave work on time. This is the best. We should go grab dinner for once,” Hannah said as I pushed through the doors of the Sterling Bank Building. Alan had a meeting with Grayson just before 5:00 pm, which meant he hadn’t had time to assign me extra work before the day ended. As soon as the clock struck five, I’d bolted out of the office with Hannah in tow. “Yes! Let’s go, we deserve it,” I said. We ended up finding a little bistro on the way home from the office. It was packed to the brim—as all good restaurants are in LA—but we managed to find two seats at the bar. “Y’know I lied to Grayson the other day,” Hannah said with a little smile as we perused the menu. “Alan is the worst.” I laughed. “Um, duh. I’m glad we can agree on that now.
