Something About You..

Part 25: First Great Night In A While (P1)

-Alex's P.O.V-

It's 3:47pm on a Saturday, work is slow and things seem hectic but what the hell am I to do? It's a bank. The only people that are coming in are those getting money for the weekend. It's usually parent's with some form of a child/teen in the car. We all know the reason for that. 

I'll I have been doing is paperwork from the boss and clinging to my desk, refreshing my emails waiting for something to do from my boss. I was so happy he asked me to get us coffee in the morning, I forgot to get mine on my way to work so now I can make an extra pot for myself. A special treat for the very long and boring day of work. Since then there has been maybe 6-7 calls, so far 13 visitors. Each only took about 10 minutes. I think I like busy days more, they can keep you on your feet. Really keep the mind going. Oh well, that's probably weird after all.

After making the coffee for the boss, there really wasn't much to do. The bank closes in a few hours. I checked around my surroundings, poking my head over the desk. It was kind of messy. Papers, posters, and those pamphlets are scattered all over. It's unflattering to the eye. 

Sighing, squatting forward to stand up off the chair, pressing along my desk to get out from behind it. The kept telling me they like the desk pressed up against the wall because it looks better, but this is a small bank. It's right on the corner of a bunch of apartments and small stores. the desk is just U shaped so you get locked in sometimes when someone stands at the end. They also put the desk right next to the door for the employee's lounge. How tempting is that? My coffee addiction really has been influenced here. 

Getting out from behind the desk, grabbing cleaning products out of the lounge, you know glass cleaner/wipes/ germ-x/ and this small little vacuum I bought for the seats. Also grabbed more pamphlets to replace the old ones. I like being in a clean environment, while it also is more welcoming to the eye. Setting everything down on a stand in the seating room, I start grabbing the miscellaneous trash around. There was stuff everywhere, under the seat, in the seat, under desks. To be honest, that is just annoying. The trash can is right between the door and the seats. Pick your shit up. We all take the time to make this look good for you and us.

After checking to make sure there was nothing important, I threw it all away, grabbing the broom and dustpan (What a weird word for that product). I sweep the floor, making sure to move furniture to get all the dirt. Once it's all clean, I sweep it up, throw it in the trash. While moving the furniture back to its place. Taking my time to make the seating area look presentable, I washed the windows, sanitized the seat arms, washed the stands and desks, reorganized the pamphlets, papers, and cards at my desk, then finally wiped down my desk too.

Once all of that was done, I grabbed my coffee mug and refilled my coffee cup. Sitting back down in my chair, I refreshed my email again. Not a thing so I just decided to mess around on my phone.

There's really not a whole lot going on. Scrolling through Facebook, mindlessly avoiding the empty room silently engulfing me. Drastically hoping something would pick up, I finally decided to message Danny. 

"I would truly love a movie night; popcorn, candy, soda and an ice coffee" Sent 4:57pm, Alex

"Tell ya what, we can do that tomorrow." Sent 4:57pm, Danny

"That's.. not what I meant. You don't have to worry about that.." Sent 4:58pm, Alex

Felt myself being anxious for his response. He made me laugh and smile, the text's shouldn't have meant anything but tonight proceeded to peak through the fog. The way his lips felts against mine linger, they still feel softly placed against mine. How warm and delicate his hands were gripping carelessly into my thighs while we watched the movie.