"Eve?! Why aren't you at work?"
Andie strode out of the kitchen. Her stormy blue eyes fluttered as her best friend ran up the stairs. Loud footsteps stomped against the floorboards. The backpack bounced from the climb.
"No time to talk. I'm late!"
"Gee, you don't say?" Andie mumbled. She rubbed the side of her temple and headed back to the kitchen. When Eve hadn't shown up, she figured that her best friend went straight to the office.
Papers replaced the usual array of food and equipment. Despite having a study table, Andie always preferred to work in the kitchen. A laptop sat in front of a stool. Her fingers tapped on the keyboard and opened a document.
The bakery was having an event soon.
Children would be invited to bake and learn about it. The session would be completely free. For today, she needed to conduct the budget. She used that as an excuse to stay at home. Her co-workers would have constantly disturbed her otherwise.
The loud footsteps came back.
"Bye, Andie! See you later!" Eve shouted as she bolted out of the door. Her legs pumped up, aiming for the BMW M3 parked at the curb. She hopped inside and sped down the street. The car ran as high as the speed limit allowed.
Any higher and a policeman could show up.
That would only cause more delay.
"That was fast..." Andie remarked, frowning at the archway. "Did Eve wear her heels?"
What shoes did she have on?
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"Morning, Beautiful Ms. Hart."
"Darryl, not now. I am so late!"
Eve pushed the up button. She considered it as a milestone. From here, there was nothing else to do but wait. She panted for breath. Her lungs burned from the lack of air and moisture.
She hadn't drank or eaten anything.
Hell, she hadn't even brought food.
"Not like my compliments make the elevator run slower." Darryl chuckled. His sleek brunette bob had been gelled from the sides. It gave him a windswept look.
"If they can make it move faster, please feel free."
Eve continued to pray for a miracle. Maybe Ambryan visited the studios. Maybe he stopped by an investor's house. Maybe he was stuck in traffic. Maybe Avery surprised him with a house visit.
There had to be something.
Anything.
Anything would do if it meant she'd be scat free.
"I'd say it's worth the shot." The security guard gazed upwards. The lift had crossed the halfway point. He hummed, thinking of compliments to use.
"Hey, beautiful."
"Yes, you're beautiful."
"You're also cute when embarrassed."
Eve flushed red. He was telling it to the elevator but she was the one who heard them. What would people think if they saw this situation? No sane person would think Darryl addressed the compliments to the elevator.
"D-Darryl, Darryl," she stammered, keeping her head bowed. She shook her hands in protest. Then, she pinched the bridge of her nose. "Ignore what I said. I was just joking!"
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