SLMO (Girl X Girl - Actually? Intersex :))

Morning Rush: Our First Met

"Shit, why did I sleep too long? I'm dead," I muttered to myself as I rushed to get dressed, not even bothering to comb my hair properly. I have just one hour remaining, and it will take me 20 minutes to get to the train station and approximately 30 minutes to board the train. If I get lucky and the train departs immediately, I might have some extra time to go for a coffee run before the interview.

I'm Alexis Anderson, just living my everyday life in the bustling city of Cupertino. I live in a fancy place—well, not super fancy compared to some, but—okay, it's pleasant!

Picture this: a bathtub so spacious, it could easily outsize your very first apartment. Oh, totally! It's a VIP luxury apartment called DM Suite. It's kind of like staying in a fancy hotel, but without the pesky room service guy bothering you when you're trying to binge-watch your favorite show. Imagine having a private pool, an elevator that softly chats with you, and a view so stunning you'll completely forget about your rent. It's like being an adult, but with a lot more champagne and a lot less of the actual adulting.

Alright, just try not to overreact. I'm just an ordinary person now—seriously. My dad was the one who set up this whole thing for his own amusement or whatever games he's into.

Hold on a damn second! Oh my gosh! "What the—?!" Before I could even react, a massive truck whizzed by, and my hair went flying all over the place like a wild animal. I found myself at a crossroads, just hanging out for the traffic light to change, and out of nowhere, it felt like I was in the middle of a race.

I caught a glimpse of myself in a shop window and thought, wow, I look like I just survived a tornado! "Oh man, this is such a mess," I said under my breath.

I picked up the pace, my heels tapping on the pavement like a steady drumbeat. I had just one hour to snag the interview at the tech giant in the city.

I dodged a guy who was in a huge hurry, and I scrambled across the street, clutching my papers tightly. "This is not going well," I thought. Hopefully, my interview will be a miracle.

So, I'm basically channeling my inner power suit today. It's all brown everything—think less 'chocolate factory,' more 'coffee shop chic.' I've got this tailored pantsuit that makes me feel like I could run a multinational corporation (or at least a really big coffee shop). And let's not forget the accessories: a statement belt that says, 'I mean business,' and a classic handbag that's basically a bottomless pit for all my essentials. My hair is clean ponytailed, with a few strands framing my face, like I'm ready to give a TED Talk, and my makeup is subtle but sophisticated, because who needs a face full of glitter when you've got this outfit?

As I got to the second crosswalk, I zeroed in on the train station that was right in front of me. "Perfect!" I'm definitely in a hurry right now, even if I seem a bit glamorous or maybe a little clumsy? Absolutely, you got it! It's a bit clumsy, isn't it?

Just as I was about to cross, I let out a yelp when a hand suddenly grabbed my shoulder and yanked me back. So, my heels totally had a mind of their own and just decided to betray me, which ended up with me tumbling backwards.

It felt like one of those slow-motion scenes you see in the movies. My body tipped forward into the arms of whoever had knocked me off balance, the folder still pressed tightly to my chest. I completely missed the car speeding down the street—the horn blasting was the last warning I got. Of course, by then, I was already in the middle of a mess.

Then, I heard a voice whisper in my ear, "Is your life so boring that you'd rather hope not to see another dawn?" The words were sweet, but I couldn't help feeling a bit rattled. As I looked down, I realized there was an arm around me, pulling me in, and a surprising pressure against my back.

In the middle of my mild panic, I quickly pulled away from the stranger's hold. My eyes locked with hers, and the initial chill in her voice melted into something warmer, a smile slowly spreading across her face. "Heavens..." I muttered, totally thrown off guard. The smile caught me so off balance that my heart gave a little jump, racing to catch up.