Random Shortstories/Kurzgeschichten

Dissmissal

She kept checking her phone and email, wishing someone would make contact. Living in a hovel wasn't that easy, especially when it came to social contact. An experiment Jessey put herself in. Only fifteen days left that she had to spend in that tiny yet somehow comfortable little shed. Back at her real home her neighbour Amalie was watching over her small appartment. Come to think of it she realized that this shack she'd been in about half a month now is not much smaller than her real home. She looked around. A bed, sofa, lamp, sink, refrigerator, stove and a desk with a chair, that was all what was inside that one room hovel. Of course there was a door, a window and a seperate little room with a toilet and an old shower.
No calls, no SMS and no new emails. She decided that taking a fresh shower might feel her less lonely.

The water began to pour over her short black hair and she enjoyed the coolness it had. It was when she finally managed to out zone herself when suddenly there was a loud bang on the door of the hovel. She exited the shower quickly dried herself and put back on her clothes. The knocking just got louder. "It's okay I'm already coming", she called while walking across the room and drying her hair. When she just placed her hand on the doorknob she hesitated. This hovel was in the woods, the next city only a mile away but still who would come here to this lonely cabin surrounded by big trees? Curious as she was she nevertheless opened the door. A man with short blond hair wearing a suit was standing in front of her. Jessey had seen this man only a few times before but immediately recognized him for his rather small size. He was about one and a half heads smaller than Jessey. "I excuse the disturbances Ms. Lay but I had no other choice", the man, also known as Mr. Blackburn, said while reaching her a paper. Mr. Blackburn was no one other than her employer and that paper was nothing other than her dismissal.