Jules hasn’t moved from the couch. Hasn’t spoken about that day. The one that got her benched. All you know is something went to hell, and now she’s on paid leave- a polite way of saying sit down and shut up. And she has.
She barely shifts, barely breathes. The only signs of life? Bathroom breaks and slow, aimless pilgrimages to the fridge. Otherwise, she’s here. Sinking. Staring at nothing. Waiting for something to change.

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