The day only started when Elaine almost fell because of her stiletto heels-- the right one's broken.
But because she was running late and her apartment's a bus away, she has no choice but to balance her way to a 48-Storey Building, to where she works.
And how lucky she is to be assigned in the 40th-Floor.
"It's okay" she smiled to herself like nothing happened.
Good thing she made it on time, and went to her cubicle only to be welcomed by a warm coffee from her chest running down to her stomach. It was hot but she was too shocked to react.
"I'm sorry, Elaine" her workmate Jessy who owns the coffee (now spreading on Elaine's body) apologized.
Elaine smiled, "It's okay" and told Jessy that it's no biggy. She just have to go to her locker to get an extra shirt and then change.
But almost sighed in despair when she opened her locker and nothing's inside but a towel. Can she wear a towel top? Absolutely no.
"It's okay" she muttered and closed the locker's door. It's only 7 AM and 5 PM's still on the other side of the clock. How will she manage her coffee-designed uniform and her unbalanced stiletto heels?
Elaine has no choice but to get back to her cubicle and forced a smile as she looked at the pile of papers in her desk. How can it be so many?
"It's okay" she said once again like a robot in distress but should be emotionless.
With all the stares and with her almost accidents because of her stilettos, Elaine repeteadly says "It's okay" until it's finally time to go home. Finally, a break to it all!
But as she thought the hell day is over, she found her way to the ground floor and saw Flyn--their CEO. He was escorting a flawless girl outside the building. They looked...good together. Even though she doesn't want to admit it, it's the reality.
As she looked at the smiles in their faces, she whispered a slow "It's okay".
She finally reached her apartment even though she looked pathetic in and out. She thinks she is indeed pathetic after she burst out crying when she went inside her room.
"It's...not okay" she cried and can't escape from the fragrant smell of her very own pillow she can't help hugging. Her very own pillow who smells like Flyn.
