The Affair

Chapter 6.2

Monday, May 30, 2022, 11:52am

The workday drags on and Fallon continues her filings and emails to clients while William remained mostly unavailable throughout the morning due to client telephone conferences. With noon approaching, a cheerful Dylan steps around the corner of Amy and Fallon's cubicle to confirm his lunch date with Fallon.

"Hey Fallon!" he says, hanging his head and shoulders around the cubicle wall.

Caught by surprise, Fallon's shoulders flinch as she turns her attention to the smiling boy. The first thing she notices is Dylan's clean-shaven face. It is a welcomed change from his usual rugged beard, and much more fitting of his youthful charm and boyish good looks. Happy with his arrival, she swivels in her chair to face him.

"Hi, Dylan! Wow, you shaved," she says, running her fingers through the ends of her hair.

A nervous chuckle leaves his mouth. "Eh, yeah... I figured I should start being more responsible with my appearance. Don't lie to me, is it bad?" he asks.

Fallon giggles at his misplaced bit of insecurity. "Of course not. You're very handsome..." she replies, offering a blushing smile.

"Ah, jeez, 'Fal. You don't mean that..." he stammers, unable to hide the huge grin on his face. "So, think you'll be ready to go soon? We shouldn't leave too late. This place gets packed around noon."

"Yup, yup! Lemme clock out real quick."

"Awesome! Meet me at the elevators?"

"Sure thing!"

Dylan nods in confirmation and circles around her cubicle. Once out of sight, he gestures his arms in a quick victorious motion as he makes his way towards the elevators. After properly clocking out for lunch, Fallon fixes her purse on her shoulder and grabs her phone. She gives a quick glance over to Amy's empty chair; shortly before Dylan had arrived, Amy had gotten up and left her desk space. Not thinking too far into her absence, Fallon leaves the cubicle. On her way towards the elevator lobby, she sees Amy carrying her red lunch box. Never one to pass up on a delicious opportunity, Amy stops to say a few words to Fallon.

"Hey, Fallon, listen... Dylan is a nice boy so I'm sure he's going to offer to pay. Try to stay off your knees, would ya?" she teases, flipping her hair as she walks ahead.

"Ugh, excuse me?" Fallon stammers, offended by her rude assertion.

Continuing on, Amy casually lifts her hand in a nonchalant wave to blow her off, keeping her insult curt and subtle to maximize the effect. "I hope that whore is watching right now..." Amy thinks to herself, approaching William's office door, "This is going to drive her crazy!"

Amy knocks on the door and hears William's voice calling her inside. Looking back to Fallon as she slips inside, she is elated to witness the beautiful cocktail of confusion and horror stained across her whore face. Slowly, she closes the door behind her, giving Fallon a mocking smile the whole way through.

"Wha... What is happening?" Fallon mutters under her breath, unconsciously fidgeting with her fingers.

Oblivious to the girls' feud unfolding before him, Dylan reaches out and takes Fallon's hand. "Hey, 'Fal, come on. The elevator is coming up to our floor."

"But... What is she...?" she stammers, her eyes stuck on Mr. Reiner's door.

Feeling Dylan tug on her hand, Fallon gives in and allows herself to be led into an open elevator. As the elevator begins its descent down to the P1 lobby, Fallon hastily pulls her phone from her purse but clips the corner on the zipper. Fumbling her phone, it falls from her hands to the floor, and lands at Dylan's feet. With the same goal in mind, both Dylan and Fallon bend down to grab her phone but instead collide at the shoulder. The collision causes Fallon to lose her balance and fall to the floor of the elevator.