After finishing the line drawing, Madelyn photographed it and sent it to the client for confirmation. Taking advantage of the break, she massaged her shoulders and went to the water cooler for a drink.

She checked her phone. It was almost seven in the evening. She saw many messages from Zach. She wondered how he got her number. She turned her phone off.

Soon, the client emailed her back. They liked her drawing. Madelyn was about to color it when someone bumped into her. She looked up. Jane said, "Watch where you're going."

Madelyn said, "Sorry."

By eight-thirty, the studio was empty except for her. At ten-thirty, she dozed off. Suddenly, she felt someone picking her up. Waking up, she saw Zach. She was startled. "What are you doing? Put me down!"

"Planning to sleep here if I hadn't shown up?" Zach glanced at her.

"I'm not done with my work," Madelyn replied.

"You can finish it tomorrow. Let's head back for the night."

"Just let me get my stuff."

Zach put her down. Madelyn went