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HALINAS POV

This morning was pure bliss. No unwanted guests in my room and all my clothes in my closet. Tossing the small blanket aside, I brought the laptop and lists downstairs to get a start on what I need to do for the day.

Thankfully my fridge is fully stocked so I won't have to rush to go out. I'm not necessarily a breakfast person but I know I should have a little something so I'm not hungry during the day. Grabbing a small yogurt, I emptied the contents into a small bowl along with some cinnamon honey granola. Coffee is something I rely on heavily since giving up vaping but the taste is also equally as intoxicating. Putting the glass cup under the Nespresso machine, I sweetened it with honey and some vanilla syrup and a bit of raw sugar. The taste was perfect.

I set up the laptop and started it up. Taking a bite of yogurt, I sifted through the folder that held the contact list and other important papers. One thing I've always been grateful for is the list. It provides a guideline so theres no way I can actually mess up. Though, I don't think there are many opportunities for that with how bullet proof it is. Pulling out the list and scanning the names. There were a variety of different wineries and the owners. Finally the computer booted up and the same photo from the stairway popped up. I can never get away.

Sighing, I unlocked the computer with the password provided to me by sticky note. Username sexaholic and password seximess. Really classy if I do say so myself. The first goal was to create a calendar for myself and make appointments. Its my job to sauce these people up and make sure that Peter makes a lasting impression. He's burned some bridges in his time apparently so sending new faces are what he needs. Pulling up my phone, I started with the calls to set up my appointments along with Microsoft.



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"Hello, this is Halina Rodriguez with Townsend Collective."

"Not interested," A heavy Northern English accent with a male undertone bluntly responded on the other side.

"If you just give me one moment of your time." I draw slowly. So gross it's like having phone sex. My whole body cringed at the thought of seducing this person verbally. That's never been my thing either. Foreplay definitely, the words can honestly rot in hell.

"You have one minute."

"Townsend Collectives is looking for a permanent partnership. The brand is more of a mom-and-pop that started with a strong collection in the Townsend home. Although we don't have a physical location to show for our brand we do strive to put others on the shelves. If you give me a tour of your property I can give you a 20% rate reduction an-"

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 09 ⏰

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