Chapter Sixteen

Rory’s POV

I throw my pen across the table, growling loudly as I grab the mouse to Margot’s laptop and click on the delete icon for yet another rejection email that just came through as I was circling jobs in the local paper.

‘Another rejection?’ my friend asks as she enters the living area and places a cup of coffee on the coaster beside her laptop, before taking a seat in the chair beside me.

‘Yup! Not even a real rejection, the bulk standard, thank you for applying, after careful consideration we are not going to be taking your application further blah, blah, blah’ I grumble, picking up the mug and taking a sip of the scalding liquid.

I’ve been living in Margot’s guest bedroom, since Stanford kicked me out, she insists on calling us roommates, but as I pay not……