The day they left for Will's business trip was only Hazel's third time ever being on a plane. She worked on commissions the entire time they were in the air. She had definitely accepted too many this time but they needed to be done in as timely a manner as possible.
"How many of those do you have left?" Will asked curiously as they were about to land at LAX.
"Too many," she sighed wearily. "Every time I open commissions I end up getting a minimum of three dozen requests before I close them. Each one takes at least a few hours to do."
He frowned. "Why open them in the first place then? You already have so much to do for your comic."
Hazel couldn't exactly explain that she was trying to earn money to leave him so she shrugged and blamed it on her followers. "People are always begging me to open commissions. I have to do it once in a while to keep my fellow bloggers happy."
"I didn't think you cared about things like keeping other people happy."
