Ray in the Sky

#2 So much for being the Boss

12.05.2022
(thursday)

What the artists you listen to?

I love BTS and Stray kids.

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(Sky's POV)

~bultaoleune

Fire fire fire fire
Fire fire fire fire~"

"Uhhhhhh" I groan under the covers, my one hand blindly slapping at my nightstand furiously.

"WHY DOESN'T THIS DAMNED DEVICE SHUT UPPPPP" I yell, throwing my eyes open and sitting up.

I swipe my screen, finally stopping the blaring music.

Using 'Fire' as my alarm was a huge mistake.

I throw the sheets off my naked body and stand up, stretching my limbs out as far as I can, cracking some unidentifed bones in the process.

A shiver runs down my spine and I grab a white robe from my dresser, quickly wrapping it around my bare body.

It was weird how I overheated if I slept with any clothes on and shivered if I woke up without them.

"Alexa, connect me to Austin"

calling Austin Holler...

"GoOd MoRNinG SIr." Austin greets me, with annoyance evident in his voice.

"I sense a mood swing Aust"

"Oh god! Give me a break Sky! It's 4 AM and my god damned day off!" he whines childishly.

"Sky?"

"I am not calling you Sir when it's just the two of us. Now tell me, wassup?"

"Hm, I just wanted to ask, what was today's schedule"

"Ughhhh" Austin groans and I hear him flipping some papers but then he stops "wait, WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME THAT! YOU DON'T HAVE TWO OTHER SECRETARIES FOR NOTHING!" he yells.

"Whoa two other secretaries? Since when?" I ask confused.

There is a pause before Austin groans and answers.

"Don't call me today, I need to catch up with some sleep. Drizzle is on speed dial 2 and Ray is on speed dial 3. Ask Drizzle for help with your online conferences and Ray for meetings. NOW GOODNIGHT!" he finishes, ending the call in a second.

So much for being the boss.

"Drizzle. Ray. " I mutter under my breath, trying to remember their names.

I remember telling him to hire other secretaries but I guess I never bothered to actually check who he hired.

I make myself a cup of coffee and slowly drink it, signing some contracts.

This work just never ends.
I wish I could take a day off someday...

I finally got up at 6 and hopped in to take a quick shower.

I quickly dried my black hair, and brushed them, parting them down in the middle, pushing my bangs to the sides.

I pause for a second to examine my face in the mirror but as usual it was ~ Flawless.

"Just like me" I mutter, winking at my reflection.

Yeah, I flirt with myself.

Dressing myself up in my favorite basil green suit, I leave my villa and get into the black Mercedes already waiting for me.

****

"Sir" a faint voice made me look up from the bundle of papers on my desk.

A brunette in her 20's stood there before me, clutching a clipboard to her chest as if it were her lifeline.

"What?" I bark, annoyed by the sudden interruption.

"S-sir you have a conference with Mr. Tanaka at 2 in the afternoon"

"And who might you be?"

"I-I am Drizzle"

"Driz-who?"

"Your 2nd P-PA?" she replied, stammering.

"Oh right" I mutter, reminding myself about what Austin said.

"Any other things in my schedule today?" I ask, warming up my voice a little because Drizzle looked like she might collapse any second.

"U-uh ye-yes Sir." she replies, taking a deep breath,"Brigade Group has agreed to work on the housing society renovation with us and are willing to meet you at 11 today for further details".

Agreed? Then why did they pretend as if they didn't want the contract?

I scoff and shake my head, looking at Drizzle right into her eyes, "Tell them, the meeting would be at 4 in the afternoon".

I am the one who decides what time the meeting is at.

****

I yawn with exhaustion and loosen my green tie as soon as the video conference ends.

I look at the wall clock and find myself a spare half hour before my meeting with Brigade Group.

Straightening my jacket, I get up and leave my office.

Another coffee won't hurt....

(Okay it will but who cares?)

I walk up to the Starbucks across the street and decide on ordering something sweet.

"Welcome to Starbucks, what would you like?" the cashier asked me, smiling what I assume was her most flirty smile.

Well, it was pathetic.

"Please get me a Caffè Mocha, size Venti please" I smiled.

As I grab my drink and turn to leave, the door opens and a guy slams into me, hard, knocking the liquid all over my clothes.

"Ouch! Oh my god!" he exclaims, before reddening up and furiously apologizing, "I am so sorry! I didn't see you there at all. I will pay for the laundry if you'd want me to".

I mentally scoff at his puny effort to make things right.

I open my mouth to give him a piece of my mind but my phone's reminder goes off.

Fuck, I was going to be late.

"It's alright" I mutter and push him aside, leaving the shop.

I need to get changed in 15 mintues to be in time for the meeting.

"Drizzle, I need a change of clothes ready, I'll be back in 5 minutes" I growl and snap the phone shut.

Everything was going so wrong today.

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