Eternal Sunshine

That's me I guess

Noor searched for all the reasons he could be asking for her.

Has he already read her script and wanted to fire her.

She wanted to turn around and never come back but only if she was privileged to do that.

She knocked the door and he answered immediately.

She entered calling out to God for all help she needed.

He was sitting in his chair. Black shirt. Sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Eyes fixed on the laptop screen in front of him.

This is probably the first time Noor has entered his office. It was pretty. White and light pink decoration. Way too many book on each shelves and he has too many of them to fit in this room.

"Ms.Siddiqui" He called her by her last name. She hates that how last names are so important. Why does it even matter by what name people are born with. She's just NOOR.

"Yeah Noor" She corrected even though she knows she shouldn't.

He stared at her for a second too long before she hides her eyes.

"Please sit" He says to her and she settles down in front of him.

Both hands holding onto each other. Nails digging into her palm. She stared at the water bottle in front of him and grab her bottle from the bag.

"You're obsessed with that bag" He says without even glancing at her. She nodded before realising he is not looking at her, "yeah I guess. It's kind of lucky" She says and regretted giving too much information. He doesn't need to know Noor, She reminded herself and kept her mouth shut.

"How so" His question surprised her. He looked up from his laptop screen and focused on her.

"Huh" She says in confusion.

"How is it lucky" He asked her again. This time more clearly.

She looked at the bottle, "I got this the day I got the job" She replied still unsure why he's asking her that.

He nodded, "oh" He sounded satisfied with the answer and Noor felt as if she's in an exam hall.

She looked around the office. He has alot of Alien posters on the wall. One of the most sell fantasy book of the company and more.

"I read your script" he brought her back to reality.

She stared at him without any reaction. Waiting for that bomb to drop on her head.

"It was fine" He says.

She knows there's a but.

"But" and here it is. She sighed.

He take a deep sigh "Would you listen to me before giving all these reactions" He disturbed her self loathing time.

"I know it's just mid" She says before grabbing her bottle and taking a sip from it.

"It's not" He assures. She placed her bottle down, "really" hope visible in her golden eyes.

He nodded, "it's good but it could be better" He suggested.

"Okay" She says waiting for him to finish.

"If you could edit a bit. We might even think about taking the story"

"WHAT" she screamed on his face and he cover his ears, "sorry sorry" She bite her lips again.

"What" She tries again this time a bit quieter only a bit.

"But first-" she cut him off, "I'll do everything to make it better I promise"

She didn't only promise him. She promised herself.

"Okay" He says. She stood up grab her bottle give it a kiss and was about to leave when he speaks again.

"You're forgetting one of your other promise" She stops in her Tracks.

"Other promise" She asked in confusion. He stood up from his chair and grab a plastic bag.

He gave her the bag and she hesitantly look inside it, "oh the shirt" She looked up at him.

"Yeah need a genius Washer" He says to her.

She smiled, "oh Yeah That's me I guess"

He hides his smile, "yeah of course I know you've promoted yourself enough"

She embarrassingly smiled at that.

"I'll wash it and then give to you later"

He nodded, she nodded back.

"Okay I'll leave then" He nodded again and she waved at him.

SHE FUCKING WAVED AT HIM. WHAT IS THIS WOMAN, VEDANG THOUGHT TO HIMSELF.