Studio 22 | Mary-Kate Olsen

Chapter Fourteen

May 4th 2022 - New York City - Studio 22

Arriving at the studio we acted as if we hadn't just exposed our souls to each other and were rather professional for the remaining hours of the work day. We both dumped our bags by our desks before heading straight to the canteen to make coffee.

I felt guilty, which is nothing new, about abandoning Ashley today. I wanted to make it up to her by making her a decent cup of coffee the way she likes it. "Whipped." Mary-K teased as she made her coffee beside me. "Excuse me for actually liking one of my bosses," I say, with a smug smirk as I continued to look at the mug. "Rude!" She exclaimed, laughing. I shrugged and continued to finish up the coffee. I liked the relationship I have been building with the twins, they tease us, interns, as much as we tease them and they don't get uptight about it, they just laugh along with us. I liked that about them. "Can you bring the finalised designs through to Studio 2 please?" I nodded. "As soon as I've given this to Ashley and take the reports to Eric," I tell her. "Oh, enjoy," She said not sincerely at all. "Very professional, Mark-K.'' She wasn't Eric's biggest fan and she never tried to hide it. I personally loved it. Made us interns feel like we weren't alone in hating him. He was actually the worst. A true monster, anyone would think this was his company with the way he goes on. I don't think there's anyone at The Row, anyone at Studio 22 that actually likes the man. I don't even think he likes himself. Maybe thats why he was so bitter. 

I knocked on Ashley's door and pushed it open slightly sticking my head in. "Oh thank God you're back," She exclaimed. I came in and presented the mug like it was a prize on an old game show. "You have no idea how much I have struggled today without you." She wasn't talking to me, she was talking to the mug of coffee I just sat down. "I missed you, baby." I chuckle at her dramatics. "I'm so glad you're back." I smiled at her, noticing the relieved look on her face. She really missed her coffee. "Sorry about today. I lost track of the time." She waved her hand about as she sipped the hot coffee. She switches between hot and cold coffees throughout the day. "Close the door." I looked over my shoulder before walking backwards and shutting the door. I'm in trouble. Why else would she tell me to close the door?

"How was she?" I tilt my head in confusion. "MK? Was she okay?" I nodded, apart from crying in the park and probably feeling so disappointed in herself since last night, yeah she was okay. "You sure? Like what about when you ran into her at the coffee shop?" I try not to frown, Mary-K didn't tell her I had the mornings off for group, she must have made something up. "She was fine, we just started talking... You know what she's like she doesn't stop," I say, causing us both to chuckle. I wasn't lying, MK really can just talk and talk. She never runs out of words to say. I didn't want to say something to Ashley that Mary-K didn't want me to share with her sister. It wasn't my place to do so. Plus she didn't tell Ashey what I do on a Monday morning so why would I expose her to her sister. Twins already know every detail about us, I think it's okay to keep a few things to ourselves until we're ready to share them.

I spoke with her a little, running over my tasks for this afternoon. I'd probably stay a little late but that's not a big deal, I shouldn't have bunked off all day. I went and got on with my tasks. Mary-K and I acted like we normally would, we had no clue what was going on in the other's lives. The rest of the day ran like it normally would. I was moving between the twins doing four tasks at a time as well as catching up with Cam and Holly who were in the closet today reorganising last year's pieces. I was jealous of their job. I called mum on my way to their place and she was ecstatic that I was coming to stay again and didn't even question why.

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May 4th 2022 - New York City - The Sinclair Brownstone

The second I walked in mum was scanning me over and despite my best efforts, she knew something was bothering me though for once in my life she didn't push me, she let me be. Maybe she's finally learning it was best to let me work through it, I'd talk eventually. Dinner was ready when I got there so I dumped my bag by the door and went to wash my hands.