“Are the payroll accounts done Jessica?” a man asked.
“No, our productivity is down because a certain member of our group is on sick leave and hasn't come back yet. Maybe you should ask software to prevent that from happening in the future!” Jessica said and folded her arms. She stared daggers across the meeting room table at a certain woman who rolled her eyes before responding.
“Oh I'll fix it alright, we can change that sick leave to termination! Just make sure

Sam
rolled out of his sheets with a tired groan, his messy blonde hair
matted to his face with sweat. It was only June, and already, too
damn hot for the young man. He sat up in his bed, brushing the curly
locks away from his eyes as he reached for his phone. 4:37 AM.
Shit. Sam had been hoping his sleeping problems would leave him be
for the summer months, without the necessities of college to keep him
awake into the wee hours of the morning, but it only took the first
half of June to snuff

"Got your fare today zacky?"
He looked down at his feet with a shy smile. 
"No Ms Scrapple..." he said in a slightly ashamed tone. 
She put the bus in park. 
"You're a big boy now Zack I told you to call me Stacy! Going to pay me my alternate fare then? "She asked,  he gave a shallow nod  as she grinned. 
"How far are you going? Think you can make it? " she asked and he shivered. 
"Shepard's crossing" he muttered. 
"Ooh that's brave! That's 17 blocks! Yo

Someone
was here. Normally, that would go without saying, but under this
context it was unusual. The Shepherds had been on the trail of a
strange series of mass disappearances within the borders of Ylisse.
Entire settlements of people had been vanishing en masse. The most
common suspicion was that this was the doing Plegia, but there was no
evidence of that. In fact, there wasn't any evidence at all. Every
town was the same. There wasn't anything out of place, no signs of an
attack or a struggle

“One lashtt one!”
“Really Mandy? You're already past tipsy and well into sloppy drunk!”
“Am nawt! You're jusht jealoush. Bishi boy is totally into me! He'll be giving me a booty call by tomorrow Em-Em!” Mandy said stumbling over to the bar.
“You know how I know you're smashed? You only call me Em-Em when you're blitzed enough to try and pick up girls despite being mostly straight. Besides I'm not even sure you wrote down the right number for Bishi boy