“So sorry, the shipment is delayed. It is expected to arrive in two week’s time.”

“All right, then, should I call back again in two weeks?”

"..."

“It breaks my heart to disappoint you, Six-jie, but it— I mean, the shipment— Ugh!” Ten squeezed her eyes shut. In the mirror, her eyes are dark, dark as ink, too round and out of place on a feline face. She thought of the 13 glowing in Thirteen’s pupils, Seven’s predatory eyes staring through her, Fourteen’s heterochromatic irises and matching claws.

Maybe it really was time for a change.