Vindy saw Alice headed towards the west wing. Their eyes met, and Alice rolled hers with a small grin. “So, what was it about?” he asked. She side-eyed him. “Were you asleep? Bruh,” she said, catching a whiff, “were you smoking?” Vindy popped another mint, ducked out his lips, and shook his head vigorously. Candice,… Continue reading 3.5 Careers vs dreams