𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐌𝐈
It was bad enough working in a bakery with karens, but being an assistant is probably worse.
Working at Cyber Tech is like highschool all over again. Gossiping girls who point and laugh. I just have to navigate my way through the waters o...
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I wipe a hand over my face as I watch her storm away. God, her mouth gets on my nerves, yet I can't help but feel drawn to her. She sticks up for herself, and I admire that about her. But I hate how stubborn she is.
God. Maybe Kase was right.
I blow out a breath before I walk back to my office. I drop down in the chair behind my desk as Kase bursts through my door.
"'Sup, lil bro." He strolls to the couch and plops his fat ass down.
Though we're brothers, he's my best friend more than anything. Our home life wasn't exactly easy. We relied on each other more than anything. Well, more like I relied on him. Mom was always high off drugs and Dad wasn't ever present. Always with some woman he found for a quick fuck.
Kasey grew up amazing. Though, I guess I didn't. I'm cold, distant. Unfeeling.
"Did you do that thing I told you to do?" He lifts his head to look at me upside down, as he's facing away from me.
I sigh. "No. I didn't."
"Duuuude." He groans, elongating the word.
"Yes, yes. I know." I roll my eyes. "How'd you win Eira over?"
He sits up. "I've told you this story, like, a thousand times." He states. Then he sighs. "But I wasn't a coward. And I wasn't a creep either."
"I'm not a creep."
"Breaking-and-entering? Finding her phone number? Her bank?" I exhale through my nose, sitting back with my eyes shut. "You have to learn affection. You can't be cold and distant. You have to be able to show her that you can feel."
"But how?"
"Don't be a dick. Ask her for coffee sometime." He shrugs. "Notnow." He's quick to add, the words rushing out in one breath. "But eventually."
I look out the door, watching as she walks back to her seat with a coffee. "That's the fourth cup of coffee she's had today." I mutter. That's not healthy.
"You're stalking her."
I snap my head to his. "I am not."
"You are." He stands up and walks to the door, closing it. I click my tongue, throwing my hands up. He gives me a 'really?' look.
I sigh. "How's Azalea?"
"She's better. She's definitely progressing."
I nod. "Do you know when I'll be able to see her?"
"I'll bring her up once she's completely healthy. Just in case." I nod and blow out a breath. "How'd she take the bank thing?"
I rub my hands down my face. "That bank is so shitty, man. Using customers as a source of income." I shake my head. "I tried to tell her that. Even gave her the card. She was not happy." I chuckle to myself.
