Delilah was standing at my door. Like, she was actually standing at my door waiting for me to open up. How did she even get my address?
"I'm here to bring you this," she handed me a translucent plastic folder packed full of documents inside. "They're the design team's new pitch for the new campaign, along with other documents Jason wanted to get to you. I included all of the designs in there, including the less favorable ones, so you can look them over and take your pick."
I took the folder with great suspicion. Why would she need to hand me this personally? And tomorrow was Monday so why couldn't she wait until then? "You actually took the time to go out of your way and bring me these?"
"No, it was on my way. I figured why not do something nice? Us girls have to stick together, right?" That was bullcrap. I could smell it from a mile away and yet she decided to bring it up close.
