Give Me Life

What A Time To Be Alive

Katrina let out a soft groan, as she read the text messages from Mr. Seattle.

"Where are you?"

"Meeting at six."

"Have you ever had a real job?"

"You should keep a low profile."

"Better get here before Mr. Danielyan show's up."

*Poop Emoji*

"You better be here at exactly six."

"Mrs. Givenchy?"

She groaned again while Jared drove in silence. "I can't take it anymore! Why are you so silent?" She exclaimed. Silence again, until they pulled up to an old fashioned coffee shop drive in. "I would like a peppermint latte, a regular black coffee, a cheese danish, a caramel frappe, and a chocolate chip cookie." Jared yelled into the speaker. "Oh! And please add a double mocha frap." The speaker was quiet for a few minutes until a chirpy voice just said.

"Okay."

And told him the price.

"You and Devlin had sex.." He said robotically.

"Okay! You've said this a million times! Can we just be Katrina and Jared this evening before I have to walk in to hell with the devil and his minions?"

"Girl, you can't call it hell...You need to call it heaven since you had sex with the work lord. And you better be calling it Jesus.. Because that's what you need right now." He murmured, Katrina slumped back in her seat as they waited for their coffee in a long line. She was already late for work, she had on her black tights, with a black skirt, and black flats. She was so done with wearing heels, she wore them the entire time she started D.I, her small white shirt hugged her under her suit jacket. This time she wore her hair down, and tried to tame her curls the best way she could.

"Are you having a funeral for your virginity? Give me this jacket." He purred, he reached over and took her jacket off for her, he didn't think she would dress so absurd. Fashion was all he knew, he couldn't let Katrina go in to D.I dressed like an old maid. "You have to let me take you shopping for make-up." He exclaimed with google eyes, she wavered her hand at him.

"You just want to make me look like a clown." She said giggling.

Rubbing his arm.

She took note that his long sleeved shirt hugged his muscles. "This is going to be fun." She loved watching girls drool and hound over Jared not knowing he is gay. "Whoever is behind that drive through should watch out." Jared was a walking sex doll for most women, he mumbled something under his breath. "What did you just say!" Katrina yelled, giggling and pinched him on the nipple. "Agh!" He yelled, laughing and pinched her in the same place back. "How could you! I need my girls to be intact! They're getting done soon you watch!" He yelled laughing, Katrina stared at him with widened eyes. "Are you seriously getting boobs?" She asked, Jared looked hurt, and then touched his chest. "Yes! So Anthony can lick up here instead of down there." He exclaimed, pointing at his junk.

He shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"I love teasing you.. No.. I am never turning in to a woman, do you see this face?" He laughed, and patted her leg. "I do." She exclaimed, smiling at him, she wished that he went to work with her. "I miss you." She said softly, her smile dying down.

"I know Bebek, I missed you too."

He drawled, making fun of Devlin's voice. Katrina cracked up. "You don't even sound close to him." He giggled. "I tried.. I need to practice my Italian, people at work say my dad sounds sexy. Katrina laughed and nodded and Jared did a double take and stared at her. "Don't tell me you're not like them old coots!" He shouted, Katrina just smiled. "Hey.. Your dad has a nice voice."