The Cubicle (GxG)

It's Friday

Yeah, It's Friday. Finally?

Well, I was not as giddy as before, perhaps I was a little upset that Abigail and I wouldn't see each other for at least two days before we back to work.

Think to the bright side, I was gonna have a break with my buddies after a few months with no beers. I was lying if I didn't miss drinking at all.

I smiled when I saw an email popped on my screen, Abigail Gonzalez. Her description from her email was clear and detailed, but...

I simply wanted to hear her voice.

I quickly made a call and she picked up very soon.

"Good morning, Finance Department speaking,"

"Good morning, Miss Gonzalez," I greeted.

"It's Abigail," She said I chuckled as I could picture that she corrected me with a slight frown.

"What's wrong? Miss Gonzalez sounds nice and professional," I teased.

"No, it sounds stress for me, Robyn,"

"Hey, It's Friday and you have to chill, Gonzalez,"

"Yea, you're right, Robyn Law Rou Bing," I cringed when I heard she called my full name.

"Ew, don't call me like that. You sound like my mum," I couldn't help but laugh when I heard she was giggling and she said, "That's a payback to you."

"Fine," I paused awhile and said, "Alright, there's something I wanna ask you."

"Shoot."

"I have read your email, but I just want to confirm with you again. So, I need to send this folder one to the customer service center, and for folder two I'll send it when they need further queries. Am I right?"

"Correct."

"Okay, I'll take note of that. Thank you for your patience."

"I should be the one thanks to you."

"It's my job, Gonzalez,"

"Sure, I gotta go, Law," Abigail said and seemed like in a hurry.

"Okay, see ya," I quickly said.

"See ya."

We ended our call as I sighed with a smile. It's time to work my ass off.

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"Are you staying up late tonight?" I send a message to Abigail's WhatsApp.

"Yes, as usual" She replied with puppy eyes.

"How long will you stay in here?"

"Probably won't be late tonight. I'll be leaving around 9 pm."  

"Sure, I'll be leaving now. Take care, and don't stay up too late. See you."

"How nice I could be like you."

"Apply to our department. We have a vacancy, and here has so much fun."

"I'll think about it. I ttyl. I have a call."

"Bye! Happy Friday, Gonzalez."

I chuckled as I was thinking to get the favorite food she was craving for it, but I definitely hate that food. I checked my watch already past 6 pm as I quickly left my working place and drive to get the food before the stock was last.

I don't get it. Why was this kind of food as stinky as poop was damn popular? Especially pretty girls' favorite. I almost puke when I smell it, but I already wrapped it securely and the smell won't that horrible.