"I haven't drank a single
drop of alcohol but I'm tipsy"
Are there any meetings tonight?
I have to skip dinner again...
Wait, what time is it?
Do I have enough money to pay for my debts?
Of course there are meetings tonight...
Is it time for lunch?
It's Saturday tomorrow right?
When will I get my salary again?
"Sunmi, are you listening?", I was brought back to my senses. I blinked a few times and looked up next to my desk, my boss stood there with furrowed eyebrows.
"These papers don't fill in by themselves. It's been a week... blank. Make sure you finish it by evening. No meetings tonight", he dumped the stacked papers on my desk, and left stomping his feet in anger.
I stared at the mountain of unfilled papers. Closing my eyes shut, I sighed. I gazed to my computer screen;
1,670 unanswered emails. I rubbed my eyes properly in hopes that I was just hallucinating.
It didn't work.
Last time they were empty, and now it continued to breed again. The cycle kept ongoing like evaporated water turning into rain... endless meetings...
thank God there aren't any tonight, I can finally eat dinner after so many night hungers.
I took my purse and open it —a few cents. And a fly appeared freeing its way out. I facepalmed lightly as thoughts of disappointment rushed inside of me. I guess I'm not eating dinner... again
The reason why I'm an office clerk is just for the sake of my living expenses. I thought with this work it could at least make my life easier, financially.
Is it the company's fault for being so shitty or is it mine? I rubbed my temples with my elbow resting on my desk; I've been daydreaming too much and having headaches recently resulting me for not finishing these papers.
I pulled the papers closer to finish them even with this stupid headache, no pain no gain am I right? Sigh... I cannot waste another day coming home late.
[ Evening, 6:00 PM ]
I unlocked my door idly, kicking my red heels off as they were stabbing every part of my feet. I dragged myself through the entrance of my lonesome apartment while rubbing my shoulders, it hurts like hell. I didn't care to turn on the lights, because the curtains are opened. I reached to my bedroom, and fall back onto my bed. It was a tough day wasn't it? I told myself mentally to rest for a bit. Just a bit, I really deserve it and in need of one.
I closed my eyes for awhile and shot my eyes open.
Suddenly, it was night.
My eyes are damped, my body was fatigued to even move. My chest was burning, my breath was warm and I felt throabing pain in my head, I squinted hard trying to bail the pain. What the hell happened?
I tilted my head to the window. My room was filled with darkness but was enlightened by the gleam from the moonlight. It was gracious. The warm milky glow beamed the town with a chill welcoming blue-tone. I smiled to myself weakly, amazed by the view. I couldn't stop staring at the delightful form of the moon. What is it like to be one? What does it feel like to just float in outer space yet mesmerize every single human being on earth?
My delightful moment was interrupted by the ringing sound from my vintage baby pink telephone on my nightstand. With all force I reached and pick up the goddamn call. "Hello?"
"Hey babe, are you busy? Want to spend time together on our usual spot?", I sat up straight by the pleasant suprise. I instantly grinned and every pain in my body faded as if they weren't even there in the first place.
"Sure! I'll be there with snacks", I grasp my blanket happily
"Nice~ can't wait to meet ya, see you later babe"
"Me too, bye!", I threw the handset away as it dangled on the nightstand.
The sudden adrenaline rush made my heartbeat pumping and my body moving rapidly that I almost fell in attempt of going out of bed. But I ignored it and quickly rushed towards my closet to choose an outfit.
It has been ages since I last saw him.
What should I wear tonight? I have to impress him. I slide through my closet and a dress caught my attention. I squealed, "Perfect!"
I struggled wearing the dress while I fixed my hair a bit. I walked to the mirror as I smiled to myself. I did a little twirl with the purple dress I'm wearing.
It was violet, with a darker shade of poofy short sleeves and soft silky skirt covering above my knees. –"He would love to see me wear this" I said to myself and bit my lower lip out of excitement. The long awaited meet has finally came! I posed like model, having a moment to myself. I can't stop imagining the handsome man that I love so much. I held the side of my cheeks with my two hands and I could feel the warm blush against my palm. I then realized my cheeks weren't the only thing that was red; my eyes were bloodshot. I just shrugged, I'm still too tired I guess but what's important is my boy is waiting for me!
I grabbed a purse near me as I tried my hardest to stay balenced while putting on my favourite white snickers– though heels are much sexier, I don't want my feet to suffer again. As I face infront of my living room from outside of my door, I saw that the place was a fucking mess. There were food scattered everywhere, shattered pieces of mugs and glasses and even ripped and crumbled sheets of papers covering the living room's floor. It was clean when I came home... what happened?
I stared at the wreckage blankly,,,
"Well... there's still tomorrow, t'night I'm having fun with my handsome loveboyyyyy!!!", I slammed the door shut swinging the keys on my index finger and woohoo-ed along the empty halls of the apartment. Can't wait to enjoy myself tonight...
Just. The. Two. Of. Us. ❤️
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보라빛밤 ; Purple Night
Short StorySunmi is an office clerk working less or more than eight hours a day depending on the schedule her strict boss has coordinated. She is mentally and physically drained from her job and also from a past event that she can never accept. What was the on...
