37 Seconds to their relationships

Not even three seconds later Julien's phone vibrates in his hand, he doesn't bother opening their messages.

Looking in the mirror Monica audibly shrieked at the reflection staring back at her. Raccoon eyes much?

“Jeez, no wonder he was staring," she mumbled to herself. She makes a quick work of doing her business, washing her hands and face before picking her phone back up and opening up the Uber app. Julien walks back out of the bathroom to find Mr GQ standing at his desk, at least he thinks it’s his desk, he looks like he belongs here. Realising he was staring at him again, he looked back down at his phone. “I’m just going to call for an Uber for my wife. She needs to get back to work. Then we will be on our way, thanks for whatever it is you did for me last night.” Last night Catalina got hurt while driving and she texted Julien to console a doctor for her. “No, she has been in our check for several months but I came with another business here.” he says staring straight at Julien