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Sitting at her office desk, Tina was holding her head in her hands. She kept her eyes closed as she focused on her even breathing while a loud pulse painfully pounded through her head. There came her migraine again. So far the pain had lasted no more than several hours. She could’ve turned off her cell phone and had Tiffany, her assistant, hold her calls, then closed the door to her office and lied down on the sofa for a while. In a couple of hours she would’ve felt better. But it was nearly seven in the evening and she had to get going soon.
She let out a sigh and reluctantly opened her eyes. Reaching into her desk drawer, she pulled out a bottle of Xanax and popped her usual dose into her palm. As she chased down the pills with water, there was a knock at the door.
In a moment a tall brunette walked inside, carrying two cups of what Tina guessed was coffee by the smell that instantly filled the office.
”I thought you could use one,” the woman said, putting one cup in front of Tina and taking a seat in the chair, crossing her legs.
Tina smiled weakly at her, wrapping her fingers around the hot cup. ”You’re too good.”
The woman nodded. ”Truth.”
Tina smiled, shaking her head.
”You look stressed.”
”Thanks. It’s the stress,” Tina smirked and took a sip of the coffee.
”What a day, huh?”
”Surely one I’d like to forget as soon as tomorrow begins,” Tina muttered, eyeing the stack of paper on her desk. Early in the morning the set had caught fire. Fortunately, nobody had been injured, but some of the scenery and stage furniture had been destroyed, so urgent payments had been needed and a big insurance claim must’ve been prepared, so Tina had spent the whole day managing all this mess.
”A drink or two with me might help with that.”
Tina leaned back into her chair. ”Sounds tempting, but I can’t today. I’m going to dinner at my parents’ with Brenda.”
”Ah, with your heart surgeon.”
Tina smiled daringly into the woman’s eyes. ”Yes, with my heart surgeon.”
”I liked you better when you were a single woman.”
”Sam,” the blonde warned with her head tilted to give the brunette a stern look, although her smile made the warning impossible to be taken seriously.