To Hell With You

Part 2

Btw I've changed my commenting to bold

"Ugh, I'm tired, let's go to bed", Mercedes whispers in my ear. I yawn, "Let's go". We make our way to my bedroom, I manage to stumble over three bowls that were lying very conveniently on the stairs. Mercedes starts laughing as soon as I trip over the first one and when we finally reach the bedroom she's laughing like a fucking maniac. "Ahahahahahhaaaa, Dude, Babe, I love you and stuff, but for real....", she can't even finish the sentence shes laughing so hard. I know that I should probably be thinking about how I should get better at cleaning, but at the moment I'm just really happy about making her laugh. I love that feeling so much.
Mercedes sits on the bed, turns the tv on, and opens Spotify.

Rosaleem of the damascene
Yes, she had eyes like the moon
Would have been on the silver screen
But for the missile monsoon...

Ah, one of my favorite songs, Orphans by Coldplay (thanks Lotteeee❤). I sigh and lean back onto the bed. Mercedes turns off the light and we stare at the ceiling while my favorite lyrics fill the room.

When the last Boom boom ka, buba de ka sounds, Mercedes turns her head toward mine. "I'm really happy to be back", she smiles, "I mean it was only five days but still." I smile even more than I already was and close my eyes as she puts her arm around me.

~next day~

"OMG", Mercedes gasps. I open my eyes and see Loki literally sitting on Mercedes' head giving absolutely no fucks that she's trying to push him off. I laugh and pick Loki up, as Mercedes struggles to sit. "Don't do that Loki!", I scold him, but not really. Mercedes laughs as well and strokes Lokis' head and he starts to purr. We sit there for another couple of minutes until we both realize how hungry we actually are.

"It izz timeee foor Breacckkkfaaast", Mercedes says in a weird accent and laughs so hard she nearly falls down the stairs. "Guess what I bought the other day", I ask her,"I... bought... CRUMPETS!!" She does a weird cute dance when I mention her favourite food, which is sadly very hard to get ahold of here in the U.S.
(Omg Kass you've never had crumpets😱)

We get to the kitchen and I put the crumpets in the toaster. We set the table with the usual cutlery and butter and marmite. (Superior way of eating crumpets!) The whole room smells deliciously of crumpets and when they're finally ready I put them onto a plate and set them on the table.

When we finally finish both packs of crumpets, Loki climbs onto the table and licks the plates. "Haha Loki you enjoy crumpets as much as we do, don't you?", I say, "Hey, wait you don't have a vitamin deficiency do you?" I read somewhere that cats eat marmite when they have a vitamin deficiency. "That's litrally not possible, remember we got that really great cat food the other day? He probably just loves these things as much as we do", Mercedes assures me.

It's about noon when we leave the house, Mercedes to go to her company, me to go look for a job. Which is what I've been doing for the last couple of weeks. Unemployment is really fuuuun. Especially when you were fired because your male boss wanted to date you. And he didn't understand what gay meant. And he took it as an offence. And then he fired you.

Anyway, there's this huge biotech company called Agranomiques on the other side of town and I'm hoping to find some work there. I've actually got a degree in law but it seems that everyone in Philly has a lawyer at the moment for some reason.

Mercedes pulls up to the front entrance of Agranomiques and asks, "You'll get home with the SEPTA right?" "Yeah", I reply. I actually really like public transport, now that the carriages have been renewed and everything looks cleaner.

I get out of the car, obviously not without kissing Mercedes good-bye, and walk towards the entrance. Mercedes makes a peace sign and drives off. I'm wearing a white top, and a black blazer that matches my trousers, and, if I do say so myself, I look fucking hot.

I enter the skyscraper building and I immediately smell coffee. Coffee everywhere. And not like nice coffee. More like burned coffee. It's disgusting. "MR WILLSON, GET IN HERE THIS MINUTE", some old dude with a gray moustache shouts from his office. I can just about see him through the glass panes in his office. He kind of looks like Henry Caville but really old and really evil.

A skinny guy in a tweed suit rushes across the room, into the office, looking as if he had just made the worst mistake of his life. I'm gonna take a guess and assume that he was the guy who burned all the coffee or whatever made this horrible smell.

"What can I do for you, Miss ?", the receptionist lady asks me. "I'm here for a job interview with Mr Barnes", I explain. "Ah, that means you must be Sara Anderson", I nod and she continues, "I think he should be ready to talk to you, let me just...", she says something into her microphone earpiece thing.

I wait for her to finish her sentence or just say something, as the door of angry guys' office is opened and tweed dude walks out slowly, while his superior yells at him to never come back again. "Maybe just give him a minute", the receptionist tells me and I realise that the guy in the office is Mr Barnes. "Aren't the bosses offices mostly on the higher floors?", I'm a little confused.

Mrs Cary, I can finally read her name tag, tells me that the top floors are being renovated and, just between us, the boss really doesn't like being on the same level as his employees. "I'm starting to question, whether I want to work for this guy or not. "Just wait there for five minutes", Mrs Cary says and points to some chairs and a couch.

I send Mercedes a quick text message: Boss seems a bit shit

She replies with: Give it a try babe❤x
Followed by: You can always leave yk, might teach him a lesson tbh😂😂 x

I laugh and get up, as Mrs Cary finally tells me that I can talk to Mr Barnes.

Thank you for reading the second part of my story!!