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"Daniel and Phillip report to Mr. Seers desk,"
The intercom went off so loudly. Of course all my co-workers turned to look at me, like I was rabid or something. i honestly could care less, it's just...

the fact that howell was mentioned too makes my water boil.

i used to like howell. but right in senior year i've somewhat despised him. he was always so popular and adored, i used to be friends with him, but this guy tagged along. i told him not to date him because he'd end up getting hurt. it was the biggest argument I've ever had, I don't know why I cared so much, maybe because I used to have feelings for him back then. we were friends for god knows how long.  that's what hurt most.

"Phil?" Pj an old high school friend slightly nudged me.

"hhuuuunh,"

"um, you should start going to mr. seers desk," Pj slightly giggled, his brown curls slowly falling down onto his face. his eyes crinkling, no longer showing his poison gem colored eyes.

i simply nod and make my way up towards hell 😍😍

before i open the door i gently tug my tie, and pull my white button up, to make seem as if i have been working hard.

i slowly grab the metallic silver door knob and hear the door squeakily open.

and there I see daniel howell.

the way the boss had his curtains slightly opened made howell look great as ever.

the way the sun showed off dans freckles, it highlighted the frizz of his brown sugar hair. the way it made him seem like a golden honey shade.

the way it showed how his white button up hugged him ever so tightly in all the right... plac—

"Please close the door mr. lester," Mr. Seers said with a grit in his raspy voice.

I look at the wooden door, and slowly close it.

My attention slowly gazed back to howell.

"I need both of you to prepare this years  christmas party,"

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