Just as my head was getting cloudy with unsolicited thoughts - my office door swung open to reveal a head full of curls along with someone that wore a shirt and jeans. I couldn't see them well since my sight was blinded by tears.
"Dani!" a voice exclaimed as they ran towards me.
Why would they call my name? Aren't I a sight to see? This is the perfect time to snap a picture to expose to the press that I'm crying right now.
A pair of arms envelope me in a tight embrace followed by someone sighing into my neck.
"Wha-" I was cut off by someone trembling.
"I told you to contact me, I told you to please tell me once you came to this state of mind. I was worried and my gut told me to come here to check up on you. I was right and now I can't believe I let you walk into work knowing you'
