✓ | 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐒, 𝘦. 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 [ REWRITING ]

𝓿𝓲𝓲. work friend

written – 12.10.23  |  re-written - 9.6.24

WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 16TH

( SENT AT 11:02 AM ) WOLF BOY:
You still up for that date today?

( SENT AT 11:05 AM ) RONI:
yeah. pick me up around six

( SENT AT 11:05 AM ) RONI:
what should i wear?

( SENT AT 11:07 AM ) WOLF BOY:
We are going to be inside but it might get warm.

( SENT AT 11:08 AM ) RONI:
okay. do i need to wear anything nice?

( SENT AT 11:08 AM ) WOLF BOY:
Definitely not.

( SENT AT 11:09 AM ) RONI:
okay good. i don't have anything nice lol

( SENT AT 11:17 AM ) RONI:
yeah. don't reply to me. real nice.

( SENT AT 11:18 AM ) WOLF BOY:
Sorry, I was taking out the trash.

( SENT AT 11:19 AM ) WOLF BOY:
Have a good day at work!

( SENT AT 11:21 AM ) RONI:
thanks! i'll see you later. bye em!

( SENT AT 11:22 AM ) WOLF BOY:
Bye Roni!

RONI SMILED AT HER PHONE BEFORE gently sliding it into her back pocket, a warm feeling of contentment washing over her. In her opinion, things were progressing nicely with Embry, and she found herself looking forward to their interactions more and more. Embry had been exceptionally thoughtful lately, bringing her food several times during her breaks at the garage. The gesture touched her deeply, as it showed he was thinking about her well-being even when they weren't together.

However, there was one aspect of Embry's kindness that left Roni feeling slightly conflicted. Whenever she attempted to reimburse him for the meals, he would invariably concoct some elaborate excuse to leave hastily, conveniently avoiding any discussion of payment. While Roni appreciated his generosity, a part of her felt uncomfortable with the idea of constantly being on the receiving end without reciprocating. She made a mental note to find a way to repay his kindness, perhaps by surprising him with a thoughtful gesture of her own.

As the days passed, Roni found herself growing increasingly fond of Embry. Their friendship had blossomed rapidly, and she couldn't help but marvel at how naturally they seemed to click. The memory of Embry's reaction when she first referred to him as her friend was etched vividly in her mind. His face had lit up with such unbridled joy, reminiscent of a child discovering a treasure trove of sweets. No matter how many times Roni playfully admonished him to contain his excitement, Embry's infectious grin remained steadfast, stretching from ear to ear and crinkling the corners of his eyes.

"Hey Trevor," Roni called out cheerfully as she entered the break room, depositing her bag on a nearby shelf. Her mind still lingered on thoughts of Embry, but she pushed them aside, focusing on the workday ahead. "Any appointments on the schedule for today?"

Trevor, the receptionist, glanced up from his computer screen and replied, "You've got two scheduled appointments. Mr. Miller is coming in at two forty-five with a broken tail light, and Mr. Daniels needs an oil change at four fifteen. Other than that, we're open for walk-ins." Roni nodded appreciatively, mentally preparing herself for the day's tasks as she deftly tied her hair into a practical, if slightly messy, bun.