The first half of the semester passed uneventfully. Justin continued to give Emily rides to school every day and occasionally bumped into her at the mailbox or in the laundry room.
He tried so hard not to be awkward but she still laughed at him a lot. Was it just because he was awkward or did she actually think he was funny?
She thought RoboCat was funny but Justin was a lot less reserved as RoboCat. It was easier to be himself behind a screen.
Speaking of behind a screen…his phone rang. He recognized the number. It was Rachelle Adams, one of the freelancers who helped run his website.
"What is it, Rachelle?"
"Sorry to bother you, Mr. Costa, but there's a project that just came in that you are best equipped to handle."
It was kind of hilarious that this woman a decade older than him called him Mister but he had to keep it professional. He turned his laugh into a cough.
"Send me the details."
"I already did, sir."
