End of the Day [H.S]

Chapter One

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" I looked at the clock on the microwave in my kitchen, 8:03. This cannot be happening.

"What's up with you this morn- oh..." Andrew came walking into the kitchen, probably wondering why the string of cuss words came out of my mouth when both of us were barely awake.

I could feel the hot liquid seeping through my clothing and looked to see my travel mug laying flat on the surface of our cheap kitchen flooring. I would normally feel bad about calling aspects of someones home cheap, but it's a very fitting way to describe the much too expensive apartment Andrew and I have been living in since we moved to the city.

"Let me get you something else to wear while you clean that shit up." Andrew says as he then swivels on his feet into my bedroom that is adjacent to his.

I go to pick up the coffee cup, trying not to spill more of its contents onto the floor. After successfully placing the cup in the sink, I grabbed a hand towel to wipe the rest of the sweet smelling liquid. As if I wasn't in a hurry already, this really threw a wrench into things.

Andrew comes out holding a new outfit for me to change into, which honestly looks a lot more put together than what I had originally chosen out of my closet today. I begin to peel off the soaked blouse as he places the clothing on the kitchen island, standing with his arms crossed and an odd look on his face after he does so.

"What?" I asked with a half-annoyed tone. It's not that I'm annoyed with him, I'm annoyed with my awful luck that seems to follow me everywhere I go, even to a completely different state.

"Did you actually clean that shit up or just wipe it off the floor? I know how you take your coffee, it's basically all cream so that shits definitely gonna make the floor sticky."

"Okay maybe I just wiped it up... but seriously Andrew today is really important and I'm already basically late," I say as I begin putting on the fresh set of clothing. "Can you please clean it for me just this one time?"

I think between the stress radiating off of my body and my pleading eyes, he huffs and starts towards the cabinet with the cleaning supplies.

I'm finally dressed, my body adorned in a pair of black skinny jeans, paired with a black sweater and black ankle booties with a small heel. If it was any bigger than two inches I wouldn't be able to do my job right. Wearing all black isn't in the job description, but it may as well be. I've been told many times that I'm in the background in my workplace, so wearing dark clothing makes me feel as though I fit the part.

As I grab my bag and pour myself a fresh cup of coffee, making sure not to spill it this time, I look down to see Andrew on his hands and knees scrubbing the spot where my mess once was. I quickly grab his head and pull it to mine, placing a swift kiss to the top of it in appreciation.

"Thanks Drew! I owe you big time," I say as I head to the door. "See you at Markie's after work."

With a quick agreement from his end, I pass through the threshold of my apartment and into the hallway. Fixing the clasp of my gold necklace as I basically run down the narrow hall to the large exit door that leads to the stairs, I see my neighbor Sandy pop out of her door with her two month old puppy attached with his leash.

When she first got Rudy, a pitbull mix from the shelter, she had brought him around our floor so everyone could meet him. He took an instant liking to Andrew and I, which then turned into every time Sandy would step out of her apartment with the tiny pup, he made a b-line to our door. Since I was present this time, Rudy came running towards me, but the leash caught him in time, giving Sandy a small jolt forward.

Bending down I reached out to give Rudy a small rub of his forehead, "Hi little buddy, going out for your morning walk, huh?"

"He's been barking since late last night, I'm sure you and Andrew heard it." Sandy gives me a look with a tinge of guilt to it. She had warned us of Rudy's constant yapping, but we didn't mind. I think I could sleep through a full-on rave if I needed to.

"It's all good Sandy, little buddies just getting the hang of things," I said as I gave him one last pat on the back and standing back up to meet Sandy's warm smile.

"See you around Sutton!" Sandy waves as I turn to finally head into the busy streets of Manhattan, somewhere I never thought I'd be.

The breeze hits after I descended down the six long flights of stairs and out of the building. I see the usual, businessmen and women talking on cell phones while their briefcases swing by their sides, runners and bikers to the left of the sidewalk, and some college students rushing to class.

The walk to work is one of my favorite parts of the day. The calm before the storm, you could say. I've deemed as my time to be able to fully be in my own head, before orders are being thrown at me left and right in my workplace.

It's moments like this where I am completely consumed by my own mind, thinking and re-thinking of how I have gotten to this point. I can honestly say if I had been asked four years ago if I could see myself with a job at a nation renowned fashion magazine and living with my best friend in New York City, I would probably choke and faint before the question had been finished.

This was never my dream, but now that I'm living it, I think it should have been. Although I'm haven't worked up to where I would like to be, I truly do feel as if I am living a dream in my own reality. Making it out of my hometown for me would top the feeling of living in a top-floor penthouse, owning a fancy car, and wearing designer from head to toe.

Rounding the corner of 6th street, my thoughts are interrupted by the sight of my building ahead. The tall building brings a shiver to my spine and swarming thoughts about what my day would bring, like it does every time I lay my eyes on it.

As I reach the tall glass doors to the front of the building I read the words I have since I came in three years ago for my interview, VOGUE.

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Just a little introduction to Sutton's life. Hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter!

Here's a little gif of what I think Rudy looks like A CUTIE LITTLE PUPPER BABY.