The Slave

5. Live a Little

It not always takes one glance to know anyone,

Sometimes, years look insufficient to know a person.

Not always they are difficult but some knows the art of deception!

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Working for a long time isn't easy, neither it is healthy for your system, nor for your mental peace.

Exhausted, I shot an angry glare at the computer screen before my eyes blinked in exasperation.

Perhaps a break is a must now!

I got up from the chair putting my screen on sleep before heading toward the cafeteria.

On my way, I felt a pair of eyes on me before my gaze snapped toward the source only to find Kevin looking at me with an enquiring raised brow.

"What happened?" I asked with a frown.

"Where to?"

"To the Cafeteria?" I answered but it came out like a query.

"Oh! Good, get me a burger." He stated going back to his work in his all serious mode.

I gave him a crumbled face before chuckling, shaking my head, I made my way toward the Cafeteria which didn't take long for which I was grateful.

The aroma of coffee and butter was ruling the atmosphere as I stepped inside the door.

I took a long whip taking in the wonderful aroma, before heading toward the counter. Alexis was there to the call.

Alexis the one who owns and manages the cafeteria of our Office building, being too young and joyful to her age, of mid forties, the savior for the tired and joy deprived employees who lose the will to come back in work mode. I chuckled as I saw her, my own explanation swinging in my mind.

I smiled brightly as I saw her waving her hand at my arrival.

"Hey, Butter!" I said as slumped my tired shoulders while resting my arms on her clean white counter.

"Hey Sugar! What's up?" she greeted cheerfully, the elegance and attitude was drenched in her demeanor which always works positive for her.

"Work, a lot of work, a hectic schedule and a tiring me." My face fell as I stated.

"Oh Boy! Look at you girl. All tired like withered rose in the graveyard." It took me a minute to extract the essence of her phrase.

I chuckled, "Yup, but I guess the magic of your coffee can bring back the life in me." I wriggled my brows softly at her.

"Sure Sugar, have a seat. I'll get you the magic!" she winked before taking off to the kitchen.

"Along with some cinnamon rolls!" she spoke turning to her shoulder.

"You're the best!" I squealed grinning behind her.

I waited for my treat patiently looking around. The chattering of people was reverberating around. I sighed softly, averting my eyes back upon my arms resting on the counter.

It was the time Grandpa and I used to have tea after my hectic day. His timeless talk and laughter used to be stress buster. Now, it was all gone, he too left me alone, now the stress has became my best companion along with loneliness.