Xavier
I woke up late today. I didn't have the time to drink my coffee at home, so I stopped by this coffee shop before reaching the company. I got in line behind this lady.
And that lady spilled her coffee on me.
"Can't you see where you're walking?" I said irritated.
"I'm sorry, but you were looking at your phone, too; not paying attention." She said looking at me.
"Oh so now it's my fault?" I said.
"You're also at fault." She said and I walked out of there with my dirty shirt and I didn't get what I intended to get: my freaking coffee.
I came to my room in the company and changed my clothes. I was so mad after this not morning and I didn't get to do my workout today either on top of that a lack of sleep. What GREAT day it will be.
"Whassup man?" Chris comes in without knocking coming of course. Chris and I have been friends since we were babies, we're brothers I should say.
"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at your work? Aren't you gonna be late? Don't you have work to do?" I bombed him with questions.
"Well good morning to you too my dear friend."
He said rolling his eyes and sitting on a chair.
"Shouldn't you ask how I'm doing?" He asked with little smile.
"Sorry, this lady spilled this coffee on my shirt,
I'm just irritated because of that."
"Where? I don't see any stains." He said his eyes searching my shirt.
"Not this one. I took it off and gave it to John to take it to a laundry for a wash." I answered.
"Forget about it. I'm sure it was an accident."
He shrugged.
"You want something?" I offered.
"Nah just stopped by. Well see ya later. Peace out."
He exited the room "peaced out".
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Leya
This morning I made myself a good coffee and went to work without being late. But I first had to go drop these files to one of my friends. She asked me if I can bring them to here since they were really important and her boss would be mad at her if she didn't have them. So, I decided to take it to her. She is our neighbor by the way. Y
I payed the cab the money and turned around to be greeted with high bold huge letters saying:
ALTRON GROUP.
ALTRON GROUP is one the most wealthiest or the most wealthiest company as far as I've heard. I entered the building and asked the lady at the front desk where Riley was. She was nice and showed me where she was.
"Hey" I waved at Riley.
"Oh hi. Thank you sooooo much Leya, saved my life." She said hugging me.
"You're welcome."
"You sit here Imma be right back." She pushed me to the couch behind me, thank goodness there was a couch or else I would've fallen on the floor. I sat there waiting for her.
"What are you doing here?" I heard someone talking to me.
"Oh I'm just waiting for-" I was in really surprised when I saw the man standing in front of me.
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Xavier
I walked down when I saw someone sitting there on their phone. I don't let my employees waste their time when it's not break time. I went closer and I realized she was the woman who spilled coffee on me the other day.
"What are you doing here?" I said looking down at her.
"Oh I was just waiting for-" her eyes widens when she looks up.
"Stocking me or did you come to apologize?" I said with a serious face.
"What? What are YOU doing here? Following me? And why would I apologize to you?" She answered in bars.
"Because of you my shirt was all dirty. And to answer vour other question, this is my company." I said and she is confused that is pretty noticeable.
"Altron, that's my last there." I added.
"Okay.....and?" She looked at me as if I'm expecting something from her which sure yeah, an apology.
"What?" I say.
"Whatever. I was going to ask you about the shirt thing. I was going to buy you a new one but I don't know your size, what is it?" She said and now she is clearly in hurry.
"You think you can buy that? It's expensive." I say.
"How much?" She is determined to buy me a shirt.
"About a thousand $." I don't even know 'cause I don't buy my own clothes, John or Emily buys them for me most of the time.
"Just for a piece of clothing? That's just dumb."
She says with a laugh of help like she got a little mad.
"Never mind. I don't need a new shirt but wash it for me since you're the cause." I said even though I already sent my shirt away, so now I have to find a dirty, stained white shirt.
"Okay, give it to me." She asked suddenly but I don't have the shirt yet.
So I tell her to wait. I went to my room, got a white shirt from my office (I keep a few), stained it with coffee from my desk and returned to her. Thankfully, she was still there.
"Here" I forwarded it to her.
"Alright. I'll bring it here then when I finish." She took it and left.
