This situation felt more like a ceasefire than an olive branch. It would take something else to cause havoc, but I didn’t know what yet.
“As much as I am reluctant to admit it, I’d be remiss if I didn’t say that Elijah had a point in all of this.” Wapasha admitted.
“I agree despite him rushing to things.” I added on to the conversation.
Before I could say anything else, my phone buzzed in my pocket. There was also an eighties metal song that played.
“Darling, what’s going on?” I answered my cell phone.
“Seble, they blew up the vocal production studio.”
I stood there in shock when I got the details.