Sydney froze as Jessica told her she hadn’t been dismissed, rage boiling inside her as she despised being talked down to. Jessica was now her boss, at least until Sydney could find out how and why this happened, perhaps get it corrected somehow. But, at least for the moment, she sighed as she walked to Jessica’s desk.<br/><br/>The chair was hard on her rear, Sydney wondering what basement closet she’d dragged the chair from. But then all thoughts of it disappeared as Jessica had Sydney’s insta feed up. She blushed as she saw some pictures of her modeling some revealing lingerie.. always looking for followers however she could get them, twilighting as an insta content creator to try and get free stuff.<br/><br/>As Jessica commented on her heels, Sydney paused. “Thanks” She said quietly in response to Jessica complimenting her style. It didn’t seem much like a compliment, though, especially with the odd comment of Jessica saying she liked that. Was she a lesbian?<br/><br/>“Oh.. they’re.. they’re just some knock offs” she muttered through blushed cheeks about her Jimmy Choo heels. “My size? Um, 7, why do you ask? I could find you some I’m sure if you’d like.” She didn’t like the way Jessica was researching her, wishing she’d made an alias account rather than tying it directly to herself.