She turned her gaze to Tyler. It was the look of a hawk watching a particularly slow mouse.
Leo stared at the sleek, sapphire-blue smartphone sitting on the desk between them—the very device that was currently tethering him to a life he was trying to leave behind. He had sold his car. He had canceled his gym membership. But the "Global Unlimited Plus" plan was proving more difficult to escape than a black hole. buy me out of my cell phone contract
The fluorescent lights of the Mega-Talk mobile store hummed with the same grating frequency as the headache blooming behind Leo’s eyes. He sat across from a representative named Tyler, whose name tag was slightly crooked and whose soul appeared to have been replaced by a PDF of Terms and Conditions. She turned her gaze to Tyler
"Account closed," Tyler squeaked. "You’re... you're free to go." He had sold his car
Tyler’s hand hovered over his keyboard. The "Buy Out" button, usually guarded like a holy relic, was clicked within seconds.