<div align="center">(https://s16.pixxxels.org/3qpmw8rtt/IMG_1428.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">It had started with an out of the blue phone call that had resulted in a very long, often times argumentative conversation. It was almost habitual at this point to argue, because when you were good at your career it seeped into your life. Not to mention, her points were valid. Between "It's been a while." and " I can't just pack up and leave. ", there was a rebuttal for everything she even attempted to suggest before with a fierce eye roll and a breathy sigh, she gave him an " I'll think about it. " Usually, that meant no.<br/><br/>But she debated it with herself. And with Cal again, because he was stubborn and seemed to absolutely hate anything close to the word no. <em>You're not even spoiled anymore, just rotten. </em> Until finally, he got the answer he was looking for, and she hated that she could just hear him smiling from behind the phone. The day for her to fly out had come and went however, because upon stopping by to see one of her dear friends, Morrigan Reid had struck pure gold. Pure, thigh clenching gold. Her friend had left her laptop just sitting here, the cursor in Microsoft Word just blinking at her like a downed traffic light, signaling her to proceed with caution. And by the time her friend had gotten out of the shower, Morrigan was grinning that familiar grin when she had already built the foundation of a good argument.<br/><br/>From what Cal had said, Fucking Books needed. . Well, people. What a great idea it was to bring one in particular, and after a day or two of convincing, the two women had plane tickets. <strong>" Cal, I'm bringing a friend. "</strong> In no time they had packed their bags and after a lot of convincing, Morrigan was holding her friend's hand and pulling her along through the airport for a new. . <em>Adventure</em>. Law school had come natural for the fiery redhead, a natural at proving people wrong had turned into making a career out of it. Naturally built with a thick skin, it was her outspoken nature that even gained her s friendship with Bunni, grinning softly as she looked over at her still apprehensive friend. <strong>" It'll be fine. You know I'm not into lying just to make someone happy. Your writing is great and let's face it, you're the one in control here Bunni. "</strong> If she didn't like it, they could leave.<br/><br/>Directing the cab to the address given, the pair chatted along the way, Morrigan let her eyes move over the husk of a building with an immediately raised brow. This had Cal written all over it. At least there were windows, but from the wide open receptionist space, she could see it was bare bones in there, black heels clicking softly as she stood and smoothed the dark green material of her dress over her thighs. The length settling just above her knees and hugging those naturally tanned curves, Morrigan moved with a glance back at Bunni into the building. </span>