LE DIAMANTÉ ( THE DIAMOND) ON HOLD

2.Coffee stains and Getting wet

MARIE

Why do keep bumping into people?!
I mentally facepalm myself when I look at the mess.
I bend down to grab my papers that just flew all over like confetti choosing to ignore the man who just introduced his coffee to my shirt .

"Miss Winters is everything alright?" ,I look up to see Carlos offering me his hand his face is apologetic but I stuff the folder in his hand instead, getting up on my own.

"The documents from Stockholm and invoices from the Paris store are all in there, if you'll excuse me Mr le'Claire", I turn glaring at the man who douced me in coffee before existing the office heading straight to the ladies room.

I'm fighting with the stains on my shirt but clearly the coffee's here to stay , coming to terms with the fact that my shirt is ruined I pull it over my head and dump it in the trash , pulling my phone from my pocket I dial Sydney who doesn't hesitate to come to my rescue.

"What happened?" She asks handing me the small shopping bag in her hand closing the door behind her.

"I bumped into this guy in Carlo's office the dude didn't even say sorry or help me out he just stood there with this stupid smug look on his face!" I pull the shirt she just got me over my head and look in the mirror.

First off the shirt is a bright shade of yellow secondly it has a deep v line that gives more than a peek of my chest.
Im looking at Sydney who smiles harder than a child on Christmas.

"Sydney you know I can't wear this ,it's showing too much"

"Oh shut up" she argues slapping my shoulder "it's showing enough ,you need some edge in your life ,you have gorgeous boobs I'd kill for some of those babies".

I look at her pouting hoping my face will be enough to change her mind just then Edith walks in her hair deshelved and lipstick all over her face.

" Take a fucking picture" She says sarcastically

" Are you gonna shut up little miss plastic face here or should I?"
I nudge Sydney who seems unhinged by Edith but the again Sydney never looses her cool.

"Don't waste your breath my darling , let's go before her botox melts down"
Edith visibly turns red with furry. We walk out of the bathroom giggling in satisfaction.

*7:30pm*

I just finished my shift packed up and I'm heading for the elevator tapping my foot against the floor as it pings and the doors swing open and what do you know its the duffus who poured coffee all over me.

I breathe in Hoping the air restrains my tongue from insulting him . I walk into the elevator and literally stumble in (I'm beginning to think these heels are cursed), landing right into the hands of "butter fingers" and he looks down at me as if I'm crazy ,at least he didn't let my smash my face into the wall.

"Are you always this clumsy?" He says rasing an eyebrow at me, I scoff releasing myself from his grasp, rearrange my clothes returning some decency to myself.

" Do you always pour your drinks on people?" I fire back

His face spreads into a small smile" judging by your shirt I did you a favor" his eyes travel south from my face and shamelessly glue to my breasts.

I'm a lady who's just been insulted so I do the logical thing and slap him straight across his perfectly sculptured features hard. I smile as he looks at me wide eyed.

I flick my hair in a serves-you-right way walking out of the elevator as it conveniently reaches the last floor.

I drive home humming along to a song I've been playing on my radio ,I can't help but sing along to the lyrics
"im so tired of love songs, tired of love songs,tired of love songs ,tired of love. Just wanna go home, wanna go home, wanna go home ooh"
My parking space soon comes into view,I turn of my engine immidiately ditching the contraptions on my feet. I drive my feet into the grass enjoying the feeling of relief that caresses my toes. I freaking hate high heels.