Forever And Always

An Ordinary Day.....or is it?

Karma's POV

   My eyes immediately opened when I heard the loud beep of my alarm clock. With heavy fatigue in my body, I managed to slam the botton, turning it off. I slowly untangled myself from my sheets and pressed my feet on the floor.

   After stretching, I stood up and walked into my bathroom for my daily shower.

When that was over, I grabbed an outfit from my closet and got dressed.

When I was finally done managing my hair, I grabbed a breakfast bar and my already made coffee from yesterday. With shoes on, bag and food in hand, and headphones on, I walked out my flat and waltzed toward the elevator.

••••••

   Today I took the bus to the museum instead of driving on my bike, as my bike is currently having problems.

   Since my college schedule gives me more free days, I use it to go to work. And to be honest, I only come to work not for the job itself, but for a current friend/co worker in mind.

   And just right on time as I opened the doors leading inside, I hear the familiar voice of my co worker, Steven Grant, holler out.

   I turn to see him jog up to me, him holding his bag and coffee to his chest.

   With a chuckle, I say hello and let the man pass by me before walking in.

   Just as we chatting, Steven sees a little girl put her chewed up gum on a small fake pyramid. Steven walks over to the girl, and I wait patiently by his front desk.
  
   I lean myself on his front desk as Steven gets his stuff tidy before opening up his gift shop. I have one too, but it's far from Steven's, and is right next to Sehkmet's exhibit.

"Hey, Steven. Let me guess..almost late again?" I tease lightly.

"Yep. But uh, thanks for holding out the door for me, Kara."

"No problem amigo. Besides, you are the only decent worker here. If I have to hear more about those damn otters from-"

   I suddenly hear the nauseating, ear splitting sound of Donna's voice interrupting my train of thought. With a quiet grumble, I turn my body to face the wretched woman, who already is glaring daggers at Steven.

"Hey, Donna. Didn't see you there!" My voice sounded high pitch, with how "cheerful" I was. I gave her a tight smile, hoping she would buzz off and leave poor Steven alone.

   Sadly, one of Donna's favorite hobbies is nattering at Steven. God I hate this woman...

"Steven! What have I told you, don't start conversation when you should be opening up your stalk! Don't you ever listen-"

"Donna, don't blame Steven, it's my fault. He was doing exactly everything right, I'm the one distracing him " I interrupted.

   Donna's eyes switch back to me then Steven. With a sigh, she (lazily) apologizes to Steven, then sterns me to go back to my shop.

   I do as I'm told, but without walking backwards to give Steven a salute.

He gives me a short wave goodbye before I head to my shop.

••••••

   I sat alone in one corner of the break room, away from J.B who, yet again, is watching otters on his phone.

   As I'm done eating a tuna roll from a nearby lunch bar, I see Steven step into the break room. I wave him over and he takes a seat across from me.

"So...how did your shift go?Mines was eh, but I swear, I'm so tired of getting the awkward tween boys that try not to stare my chest. Like c'mon kid, can you at least be not so obvious about it?" I ramble, mostly to myself.