𝓡𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓵𝓼 𝓒𝓪𝓷 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓢𝓲𝔁

After that weird moment, I went straight to my office. I worked on some headlines for the magazine on the collaboration. I then heard a knock on my door, Simon's assistant stepped in, she said Simon sent an invitation to a dinner with some sponsors. I nodded as she left.

Wasn't he the one who threw my apology gift away and acted selfish a while ago? I gathered up my things to go home so I could change. I put on this black bodycon dress with some Louis Vuitton heels. A coat to cover me of course. I do my hair in a slick back bun and light makeup.

The restaurant was elegant, the atmosphere was plastered with expensive cologne and perfume. I gave the waiter the name the reservation was under. Of course, I end up next to Mister "Do your Job". He looks at me coldly while I just flash a smile. Kill them with kindness. That's my motive.

It came to ordering drinks. I was playing indecisive when Simon ordered for me. Something called the "Watermelon Flush". I think nothing of it and order food as well. We began talking with our sponsors but everything I said, Simon kept making me look stupid. It's like he was trying to prove something.

Eventually, the drinks arrived and I took a sip. We then continued talking,

"So, What dates are the magazines going to be dropped?" Someone asked.

"Well-"

"Next month." Simon cut me off. I stared at him intensely.

Was he trying to be smart? I continue to sip my drink when I feel itchy. I look on my arm to see bumps and rashes spreading on my arm. In a state of shock, I check the menu for the ingredients. Why does the "Watermelon Flush" have strawberries!? If you don't remember, I specifically said at the Docks with Jane that I was allergic to strawberries. I use my coat to cover my arms.

"Excuse me" I say while I get up to go into the bathroom.

While walking away, I see Simon smiling at me. Did he just order that drink on purpose? The other day I posted on my story how I was allergic to strawberries and shared some stories about me having an allergic reaction, one being that I drank a strawberry smoothie without knowing. How original of him.

I got into the washroom and headed into a stall. I shoved my fingers into my mouth, trying to make myself throw up. I tried this for about 5 minutes and eventually, I finally threw up the rest of the strawberry smoothie. I waited in the stall for a while for my bumps to hopefully go down, which they did. I return to the table still itching from the rashes, Simon grins at my state.

I made an excuse and left the dinner early. I went to the pharmacy to buy some treatment for my rashes. Simon better watch out, a hurricane is going to hit him and hit him hard.