—August 26th, 2032 | Five Days Remain—
"When you canceled last night, I thought Isabella might have finally won you over," Scarlet, a redhead in her seventies, smirked.
"No, I just decided against mixing relationships," Evalyn claimed.
"Does that mean you don't consider me family like them?" Scarlet mused.
"Do you want me to consider you family? To invite you over for the holidays?" Evalyn playfully countered.
"Oh, God no," Scarlet laughed. "But I'd like the option to reject you."
"Only you would desire an opportunity to reject someone," Evalyn chuckled.
"Don't make it sound so bad," Scarlet rolled her eyes. "For people like us, getting invitations to personal events is a profound gesture, and rejection is an expectation."
Evalyn gripped her cup of black coffee, unable to hide her wry smile. "People like us?"
Scarlet noticed and smirked, taking a sip of her black coffee. "Is that really so bad?"
