/LISA/
I tried concentrating, listening and absorbing whatever the woman in burgundy blouse was explaining about. But, I just couldn't.
The mentioned woman, Christie Walls, was explaining her presentation, something about closing the MC's mine in Japan and build one in Africa instead. The idea was overall very good and promising, but I just couldn't get my mind into it at the moment.
My thoughts were somehow stuck on a certain brunette with cat-like, mesmerizing eyes. It's been three days since our confession and the kiss. God, I couldn't even think about her without feeling her soft lips ghosting mine.
We're still texting each other, a bit more frequently this time around. But still, I wasn't satisfied by only receiving texts from her, I wanted to see her. Badly.
"Mrs. Walls, how about the damage that remained done in Japan?"
Mrs. Walls thought for a moment, then smiled as she poured her thoughts onto the meeting room. Checking my wristwatch for the nth time tonight, I sighed slightly.
The other member of MC kept on asking Mrs. Walls concerning her ideas and her opinions about the damages and consequences, prolonging the meeting by doing so. As expected of Mrs. Walls, she calmly answered all the questions.
The meeting was going on for almost two hours and by each minutes passing by, I grew more bored.
Mrs. Walls asked the members if they had anything else to ask for, and when they gave no response, I stood up instead. "Thank you, Mrs. Walls, for the presentation. I very much agreed about opening a branch of MC in Angola, Africa, but we still need the approvement and opinions from our President, Mr. Manoban to take the next steps. Therefore, this meeting is finished and the next meeting will be announced this week. Good night, everyone. Thank you,"
The members stood up from their respective chairs and shook hands with each other. I stood up too, taking everyone's hands offered to me. I slightly nodded at Mrs. Walls before stepping out of the meeting room.
"Hey, do I have another meeting or appointment?" I greeted my personal assistant, Joy. Joy looked up from her computer for a second before focusing back on the schedule.
"No, you're done for today," Joy smiled, I sighed in relief. "Tomorrow, you have a meeting at 8 am with the Kang Company. That's it for tomorrow, though. Nothing else."
"Thank you, Joy. Well, you better go home now. It's almost 10 pm,"
"Uhm, yeah. I'll figure that one out," Joy chuckled softly, her focus was back on the screen of her computer.
"Hm?"
"I'll figure out how to get home, my ride had gone earlier,"
I nodded swiftly. "Where do you live?"
"Not too far from here, about thirty minutes ride,"
"Well, I can give you a ride,"
"No, you don't have to. I mean, pretty sure there's somebody else who's also going in the same direction as me—"
"Are you declining my humble offer?" I asked in a serious tone, but secretly mean it as a playful one.
"No! I just—you're technically my boss and I don't want people to think—"
"Cut the bullshit, I'm driving you home. Come on,"
Joy stared at me. Then she sighed in defeat and tidied up her desk. She turned off her computer, rearranged her files to insert them inside her map, and slung her bag on her shoulder.
We walked side by side towards the elevator. The way Joy hung her head low and avoided other employee's eyes didn't slip from my attention, though. It shouldn't have, but it pissed me off a little.
"You know, you should care less about what they think of you. It's not like we're doing anything wrong. I'm just offering you a ride, " I said as soon as the lift door closed.
"I know," Joy sighed. "I'm sorry, I just don't want to make any scene. It'll be uncomfortable and it's hard to be productive in an environment which is uncomfortable for you."
I stayed silent, deciding that it would be better to keep my mouth shut before I said things that would turn this into a bigger argument.
Stepping out of the building, I gave the staff a tip as he drove my BMW to the front door. Entering the car, I threw my blazer to the back seat, leaving me with a white button up blouse, before stepping on the gas pedal.
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/THIRD PERSON POV/
Jennie, Chaeyoung, and Jisoo were all focused on their own laptops. They had an upcoming Economic Quiz this week and they really aimed to nail it.
"What the hell does enterprise mean here?" Jisoo asked with an irritated tone.
"It's the process of bringing the factors of land, labor, and capital together to make a profit," Jennie answered without looking up from her laptop, her fingers dancing on top of the keyboard swiftly.
Jisoo nodded, typing on her laptop.
They were studying the case of study of Sustainability and Water from Nestle. Chaeyoung and Jisoo sat next to each other with Jennie across them. They had been inside the cafe from 11 am until now, at 3 pm. The three of them knew they wouldn't be studying if they gathered on one of their houses, they would either be sleeping or watching movies.
"Guys, I gotta be honest. I'm starving," Chaeyoung said all in a sudden.
"Me too," Jennie chimed in, her fingers stopped their previous action. Then both of them stared at Jisoo who was still typing rapidly on her laptop.
"Uh-huh, don't look at me like that. You know I'm always available for food," Jisoo said when she realized the two of her friends were waiting for her response.
"Alright, what do you want?" Jennie asked, preparing to get up and order.
"The Beef Fettucini here is amazing, I'll take one," Chaeyoung replied immediately.
"Make it two," Jisoo added.
"Me too. Drink?"
"Lemontea for me," Chaeyoung said when Jennie got up from her seat.
"Matcha latte," Jisoo said, not looking up from her laptop.
Jennie nodded and without asking any more questions, she walked towards the cashier to make an order.
Meanwhile, both Chaeyoung and Jisoo were still occupied with their homework, a 'ticket' that they had to submit in order to take the quiz.
Then, Jennie's phone lit up as the familiar ding was heard. Chaeyoung's eyes instantly went to the white device—she couldn't keep her focus towards the homework, her mind already wandered towards the juicy taste of fettucini.
Chaeyoung's eyes widen at the ID of the sender.
"Lisa?" she whispered absentmindedly, which attracted Jisoo's attention.
"What? Where?" Jisoo asked, her eyes searching around the room.
"No, it's from Lisa," Chaeyoung murmured, pointing towards the device. Jisoo's eyes immediately went to the device's screen and the same as Chaeyoung before, her eyes widen.
