The Annoying Sleepwalker Chapter 22
“You’re jealous of someone for working hard, so you smash her laptop?”
“The people who trashed Brigid Pierce before should come back and apologize.”
Some people still said,
“Brigid putting other people’s stuff on her desk was pretty ruthless, too.”
Tessa replied directly:
“I’m the owner of the iPad.”
“And I’m grateful she did it.”
“If she hadn’t, I never would have known.”
“I never would have realized how easy it was for me to tell someone else to just endure it.”
Mallory replied, too:
“Don’t talk so lightly when it’s not your problem.”
“If she hadn’t done that, Blair would have just kept targeting her.”
Genevieve’s post was the most formal.
“As the RA, I mishandled the situation at the start.”
“I was too focused on maintaining stability and ignored the real harm suffered by the student who was targeted.”
“I apologize to Brigid Pierce.”
When I saw those posts, I was in the lab, revising my project presentation.
After looking over the materials I’d resubmitted, my professor said,
“This is well done.”
“You seem a little stressed lately. Is everything all right?”
I managed a small smile.
“There were some issues in my dorm, but they’re almost resolved.”
He nodded.
“I reviewed the internship recommendation list.”
“Your materials are solid.”
“Prepare well for the interview the day after tomorrow.”
My hand on the mouse slowly relaxed for the first time in days.
The path Blair had blocked in my last life was open to me again.
The day Blair moved out, the room was very quiet.
She stood by the door with her suitcase, her eyes red and swollen.
In the past, Tessa probably would have helped her carry something.
Mallory might have at least said, “Try to be more careful next time.”
This time, no one moved.
Tessa sat at her desk, organizing the files she’d restored to her iPad.
Mallory wore a new pair of headphones, not even glancing in Blair’s direction.
I was ironing the interview suit I’d just picked up from the dry cleaner.
Blair stared at me for a long time, then suddenly said,