I cant seem to be working, my mind's well just not here, its never happened before, work's the only thing i enjoy, i do, but now only he is swirling in every sjngle part of me, i looked at my hand again, he has a neat handwritting, though he wrote his address on my hand, its still good, and even though he tried to act cool, i saw him shaking a bit, and that just made him cuter. I-I cant focous att al, so i got up, pressed the bell on my table, and as my PA entered the room, i told him,'I will be getting off of work now.'
He looked a bit shocked, well i cant blame him, its a bit too out of habit for me to leave work early, so i clarified by giving false statements,' the engagements i have today have been pulled early, so i shouls get going now.'
'Oh yeah, sure, its not every day you get off work early, its never day actually, also the contents you ordered me to get, they are here, i assume you wwill be taking them with you?'
'Yes thank you, and another thing, can you clear my schedule after 6 tomorrow, i have a certain something to attend.'
'Yes, certainly, you car is parked below, i assume you will drive on your own there, let me escort you to your car.'
I smiled and nodded at him.
I got out on the top floor of the 25 storied building with both my hands full of all kind of alcoholic beverages. I could feel all my worries leaving my mind, my shoulders suddenly feeling light and i cant or am not complaining. Is this what it feels like when they indicate to the feeling of 'home'. It seemed like i couldnt be happier with my life and-and, 'him' just made everything better, i stood infront of the door, decorated beautifully from the outside giving a hint of how astonishing the inside of the house will be, i pressed the bell and soon after the door opened, to my unknown i felt more happier as i looked at him, 'Hi.'