Olivia Rodrigo

"Still job hunting?"

My roommate, Olivia Rodrigo, stood in our kitchen. She had a meeting later that day and so was wearing a black pantsuit.

"Yeah," I said. "But three years as a hypnotist isn't what most companies are looking for."

Me and Olivia had known each other throughout high school, despite me being a grade above her we were always close and we stayed in contact.

"Why don't you hypnotize me?" Olivia asked.

"Are you serious?" I asked.

She nodded. "Yeah. With all the late-night photoshoots, meetings with my agent, and working on projects, I can't sleep at night. Can you help?"

"Yes," I said. "Insomnia is a common problem."

I had her sit cross-legged on the couch, and with the help of my watch, she was asleep in a trance.

I had to mess with her. I knew she thought our relationship was platonic, but I never did.