Ryan sighs, taking a sip from the warm coffee mug and looking around at the bland office. He clicks around at different emails, responding with bland messages and occasionally checking the news to see if anything interesting is happening. Nothing ever interesting happens.
While he's scrolling through emails, a pink paper airplane lands on his keyboard. He furrows his eyebrows, and peeks over at the cubicle next to him. Brendon is there, trying to hide his obvious smile with his sleeve.
hey. your hair is nice today
Ryan laughed quietly, drawing some attention to himself. He grabbed a pen from his cup holder and scribbled some words onto a fresh sheet of printer paper. Ryan folded it into an airplane and threw it back over into Brendon's cubicle.
hey. don't talk to me ever again you weirdo
A few minutes later, another plane landed on Ryan's keyboard.
Damn sorry. You're cute btw
Ryan rolled his eyes and wrote his reply, throwing another plane into Brendon's cubicle.
Thanks. I know I am
