the three wheels

POV Ailee

Today I have a schedule to go to the salon for skincare but I don't have the enthusiasm, I feel like spending the night lazy in bed.

I glanced at the text message that appeared on the cellphone screen, a message from my assistant, Domi.

Messages contain schedule sequences and lengthy advice, he acts just like my mother.

I rolled over in bed several times, lazily turned around, looked at my phone, and hoped I'd receive a sweet message from my boyfriend but nothing. The dull face grew somber.

"I'm going to look old fast!"

I slammed the phone, disappointed, turned back on the bed, peeked at the phone screen, and took a deep breath. Nothing special.

"No messages from Josep, he's so annoying!" I wanted to slam my phone, but Domi's words the other day made me hold back.

"You want your money to run out on a cell phone? Why don't you think about opening a cell phone counter!"