"Have you tried turning it off and back on again?"
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Christian Ivonov, CEO of Ivonov enterprises, had always been the best at fucking things up. Whether it be relationships, or company connections, nothing was too far out of his reach to ruin.
Alex...
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I woke up Saturday morning feeling refreshed. To be quite honest, I couldn't remember the last time I stayed in on a Friday night. When my alarm went off, I almost didn't recognize my cognitive being.
Usually my alarm and I had to square up on Saturday mornings. This time, I managed to turn it off without hitting that snooze button, or completely knocking it off the side table.
A goddamn miracle if I do say so myself.
Christian hadn't responded to the text I sent him, and in comparison to how promptly he usually responded to me, I was a little worried. With everything going on, I understood that he was most likely busy... but that didn't make me miss him any less. With the Gala being tomorrow, I did my best not to bother him too much.
That didn't stop my heart from fluttering when my phone vibrated with a new message.
When I glanced down at the screen, I noticed it wasn't from Christian, but rather Derek. He had sent me a meme. If I wasn't waiting for Christian to return my text, I probably would have enjoyed the meme. Instead, I was more annoyed at the fact that it wasn't from Christian. I'm whipped, I know.
Before I could reply to Derek's text, my phone started ringing. This time, it was Joan.
"Hey beautiful." I chirped into the line.
"Well hey there handsome. Why do you sound so alive right now?" Joan asked.
"Let me tell you about this sleep I got last night." I replied. Joan chuckled through the line.
"No late night escapades?"
"I'm getting old, sweetie. Damn near threw my back out early last week. I think I'm done with the bars and the heavy drinking." I explained.
"You aren't even close to thirty, Alex, but okay. Regardless, I'm glad to hear you're working towards taking better care of yourself. I was just calling to see if you were still going to help me with baking some pies? I was going to donate them to a few shelters in the area."
I glanced over to check the date on my alarm. Sure enough, Joan was right. She had asked me to help about a month back, and I had told her I'd lend a hand today.
"Absolutely. Let me get this apartment cleaned up and situated, then I'll take a quick shower and be on my way. Do you need me to bring anything?" I asked her.
"Nahh, I got everything yesterday. Just bring your fine ass self on over, sugar." Joan replied. That brought a smile to my lips.
"You never fail to raise my self esteem." I replied gingerly.
"I try my best, love. Now go do what you need to do, and come keep me company while I do practically all the cooking myself."
