CARL MARSHALL
Should I text her? I see those three dots but they disappear soon enough. What should I say? Should I ask her for book recommendations? Should I tell her we should do it again? What if I let her text first? Yeah I'll just do that and if she hasn't texted by tomorrow then I'll make the first move. Perfect.
I put my phone down and fall asleep hoping she'll make the first move. That really will help me.
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Groaning, I woke up and shut my alarm off. I really should change my alarm sound, waking up to a fire alarm isn't the best way to start the day. I take a deep breath and check my phone.
No unread messages
This is just perfect. Now I'll have to make the first move. Let me take a shower first and think about it then. I put my notifications on full volume and make my way to my bathroom. Today is Wednesday, I get to meet her the day after tomorrow. I hope she wears a different perfume then, maybe she’ll smell like spring. How would she look in a dress? I’ve only seen her wear suits. I want to know how she’d look in a dress. I want to know how the dress will wrap her figure, how she’ll wear matching heels and her hair will neatly fall onto her back. What earring she would wear and what colour would look good on her.
“Snap out of it” I say to myself and quickly wash my hair, I get out of the shower and check my phone again.
One new message
I scramble to open my phone with my wet fingers, opening my phone and checking instagram.
Fuck
It’s just Adrian sending me some random meme shit. Why am I friends with him again? I called him.
“What's wrong with you?” I said to myself, “What do you mean? Oh wait, did you see the thing i sent you” he says, i sigh and hang up. That was useless. I wear my suit and tie my tie. I wish all ties were those kid ones that I could just attach behind my neck, which seems more convenient but imagining Thea tying my tie, struggling to match my height, my hands on her trying to hold her still while she ties my tie.
Walking to the kitchen I make myself a cup of coffee and gather some documents I was looking at yesterday. I think I should make the first move. Okay, let me make the first move. What do I text though?
Carl - Hey, I had fun yesterday. We should do it again. But this time I need some book recommendations, I'm running out of books to read.
Perfect. Now I can also start a conversation and get my reply. I put my phone aside and get in my car. I drive to work in hopes I won't be checking my phone every few minutes. I put in some earphones before entering work just so i don't have to hear the neverending chattering going on in the common room.
I get to my desk and log onto my laptop. I have a few unread emails from yesterday. It's not fun working on 2 projects at the same time with different teams but project managers definitely have it way worse. I open them up and find the architect team and the project manager having a full on conversation about a simple question. I hate my job. I sigh and read through the emails and the responses. Why does the team want more panels? It would look pretty but it'd cost way more and it wouldn't be practical for the building. I sometimes hate the architects always wanting to go overboard. The budget is really tight, and anything like this is not affordable.
I type a response using my passive aggressive but still very formal vocabulary. I wish I could just curse them out and call them on their bullshit but I can't. I will definitely do that one day though. Maybe Thea wouldn't mind? She also has to deal with bullshit everyday anyway. But if she joins in on the cursing, I would get down on one knee then and there.
