Rumours have such a funny way of spreading. A whisper here and there and before you know it, your entire life history is blowing up on the internet.
Or, at the very least—information about your employment status.
The days after Ambrose sent his resignation email to Magnus Ferguson, people at the Guild HQ put two and two together when they realised he'd moved out.
Although Devon moved out as well, he still came to the Guild for meetings and whatnot. So—
"Most scandalous C-Rank Guide in the world laid off from S-Rank Guild?" Ambrose blinked speechlessly at the first headline on his phone.
It was the weekend and he was lounging outside the house under the soft morning sunlight. He nearly fell off his chair as he adjusted his sitting position to continue scrolling.
"A C-Rank Guide, Ambrose Hale, who's been part of much online discourse in recent weeks may have finally gotten laid off by the prestigious Phoenix Flight Guild."
