Shady

Sadie shrugged, unable to argue with that. And yet also unable to agree with it without risking sounding like an 'ungrateful outsider' and getting shunned further. "I can't control their ...

(do itttt altho I admit I have 0 idea how long it's going to last xD) "True." Sadie nodded. "Hopefully we get a bit of stimulus going on in the ...

It assigned me Chris Pratt... only works on the People Tab, but I'm leaning into it xD and also it's easy to tell who people are by their username so ...

(Thanks! Have you seen the mayhem on the People Tab? lol) "Ah well." She shrugged, offering a small smile. "It is what it is. Worth it."

"That does sound nice." Sadie inclined her head. "Unfortunately, the school sets the workload. There's not much I can do about it."

Sadie chuckled again. “It’s not for everyone, but I love it, within reason. Just tiring. That’s for sure. I easily work sixty, six-five hour weeks. But I still love it.”

“Nah.” Sadie shook her head. “I’m pretty satisfied with 8 hours of kids a day.” She chuckled a bit.

“Nothing wrong with that,” Sadie said with a nod. “It’s a commitment.”

“I appreciate that.” Sadie dipped her head with a warm smile. “They’re great kids… do you have any in?”

“Nice to meet you.” Sadie relaxed immediately when she saw she wasn’t being hostile, shifting her wallet and the meat to be able to shake her hand.

“I am.” She was uneasy, but tried not to show it. “Sadie Lovett.”

“Um… no… I think that’s it… thank you.” She nodded awkwardly and reached for the door.

“Okay.” She nodded, heart thudding in her gut at the prospects of keeping a secret from her father. But it was for a good cause. She could do it.

“… honestly not sure if I own paprika,” Sadie said, thinking for a moment. “I usually just go for garlic and black pepper and a bit of onion powder. Maybe ...

Ky nodded in agreement. “Yeahhh…”