I looked at my watch and stiffled a yawn. It's almost 7 p.m. I gathered my stuff and got ready to leave. Just as I was about done with clearing my workspace, a familiar voice spoke up.
"Hey Char, you're going home now?" Bruce called from opposite my cubicle. I smiled at the dark-haired guy.
"Yeah, you?" I asked as I took my handbag, ready to leave. I was pretty hungry so I really wanted to leave and grab something to eat.
"Me, too. You want to go grab something to eat? I'm famished." Bruce said as he walked with me out of the office. He smiled kinda hopefully. I shrugged and said ok. He smiled wider and both of us took the elevator down to the lobby.
We walked out the office building towards a small Italian cafe nearby. All they had was putenesca, so we ordered that and beer.
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