Thank you to those of you who requested part 2, here we go!
"Y/n...Y/n...Y/N L/N ANSWER ME YOU-"
"What"
You look up from your desk to see Loren, one of your coworkers standing at your desk.
"Still hung up on him?"
You sigh.
"You have no idea"
"Maybe a little OOO trip will change your mind"
"OOO?"
"Out of office"
You slap your hand to your forehead.
"Please never use that abbreviation ever again"
Loren chuckles.
"Whatever, this package won't deliver itself and I'm swamped with a client today"
"The fact that these things even exist is a mistake in itself"
You roll your eyes looking at the box she placed on your desk.
"Please...it'll be good for you"
"No"
"Y/n please what's the worst that could happen"
You shrug your shoulders nonchalantly and stand from your chair.
"Fine, but making deliveries is not in my job description"
"Just go already"
You scoff but get up anyway, taking the box with you as you walked to the elevator. Your heels make the only noise in the hallway and on the sidewalk as you placed the box in your trunk and hop in the drivers seat. It was a chill Wednesday, not much foot or motor traffic. The address you were typing into google maps seemed familiar, but you couldn't place where you had seen it before. As you made the drive there certain landmarks started to jump out at you, still you couldn't quite figure it out. Your offices actually weren't far from your destination, a high end apartment complex on the more business side of town. You quickly adjust the plain work dress you were wearing before going inside:
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