She picked me up,” he told her. She nodded and put the jug back in the refrigerator. She may not have understood or even believed him, but he didn�...t care.“Do you want to ride home with us, Casey?” Theresa asked as she grabbed her purse.Casey thought about it for a moment.“No. I’m going to stay here with Kiva for a little while,” she said. “I’ll be home later.”“Don’t be too late,” Theresa said.“Goodbye,” Ethan said to all of them at once.“Bye,” Kiva said off handed.“See you,” Casey said. "I fucking hate this internship." What?" My mother seems genuinely surprised. "But it's what you've always wanted..." It's what Dad always wanted." I say. "I hate banking and business. I wanted to study medicine, but it was just always expected for me to follow in Dad's footsteps..." I'm sorry..." Don't be."We spend the next few hours just talking about whatever comes to mind. Any random thought is game.It becomes comfortable, and all too easy to put last night on the backburner. At least until. It did not take me long to find the woman who had taken the girl from the stage as she had left the door of her room open. They were both on the bed with another woman and a couple of guys watching from the doorway, stroking themselves. When they saw me they made room for me. One of the women got up off the bed and beckoned me in, shushing the guys away, closing the door behind them.‘I’ve heard about you, Jill. Jean told me how kinky you are. My name is Anne and my friend here is MichelleI. There were some other signs that screamed mag-ic to me. But I would see that once I found anything out of order.I was teleporting around the area of London searching for something out of order but it seemed that after the last night, nothing was happening again. Someone was actively stomping down on this. It certainly ex-plained why I could not find shit so far. In my random jumping around, I had come in the most boring neighbourhood I had ever seen. Everything looked identically pristine. I.