Lola had crossed a lot of lines in this life, to the point that her entire world had almost become unsalvageable. But there were a few she wouldn't cross, such as intentionally hurting another woman over a man or being the cause of a ruined relationship.
But Atlas cleared up all of that, and here she was, grinning like a fool.
Silo slowly moved his face toward her, narrowing his eyes suspiciously. He was squatting beside her, inspecting the unfurnished corner of her future office.
"What's so funny in there?" he asked aloud, leaning close to the wall. When he turned, Lola snapped back to reality.
"Huh?"
Silo squinted. "Lola, what is it in here? You're giggling while staring at the dirt. At the dirt, Lola."
"Oh?" Lola sucked in her inner cheeks to stop herself from smiling. "I was?"
"Lola, are you…" He moved closer, making her lean back.
"What?" She looked away. "Am I what?"
He didn't answer immediately, studying her face. "Have you been… missing your meds?"
"..."
SMACK!
