I had a little routine that I religiously, albeit subconsciously followed at work and the first thing was to check my email on Outlook. The good news, there were only ten new ones. I loved my job as an accountant technician. Always a new challenge to face.
Then I remembered to check my text messages. As I had hoped, it was from her.
- Sorry about last night. My Grandma really was unwell. I’ll be down to see just you soon xx
- I can’t wait xx
It immediately put me in good form.
“What are you so happy about?”
It was Bianca, my fellow co-worker and good friend.
“I’ll tell you at tea,” was my quick response.
That was another part of my daily routine. Going to meet Bianca and Tony who worked upstairs for the elevenses. Everything was always up for discussion, especially our sex lives.
Time flew and before I knew it was break time. We always went to the same spot. A place, not too close that we would be bumping into clients but also not so far away that we wouldn’t have time to actually chat.
“So, she was late and barely met you at all because of her sick Grandma,” Bianca said as she sat down beside me with our order.
“Yes.”
“Are you in love?” Tony asked me cheekily.
“Are you serious? I only just met her!”
But, inside I thought yes I am.
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