Wordle by Wordle: Day 190
Monday, July 8, 2024
Wordle #1115 – SHAPE
“Roger that,” I say and give Stevie a thumbs-up—a thing I never say or do. God, I must be more nervous than I realized.
It’s fine. It’s not like the next couple of hours will shape the rest of my life or anything…
“Okay, you got everything you need? We don’t go live for another thirty minutes, so text me if you have to use the bathroom or whatever and I’ll sneak you out.”
“Wow, you really are a producer,” I laugh shakily. “No, I’m good for now, thanks.”
“Cool.” Stevie brushes off her jeans as she scooches toward the door. There, she pauses. She gives me a briefly serious look, worrying at her bottom lip before swinging into an easy smile. “You got this.”
She says it so confidently—with finger guns and everything—that I almost believe her.
I smile back half-heartedly, and only until Stevie closes the door behind her, leaving me alone in the supply closet.
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