THE ENCOUNTER
RED'S POV
I forced my eyes open. Why is my bed so comfortable? I grunt and look at my phone.
“f**k, it's 7 am. I am already late for work"
I dashed into my bathroom, taking off my clothes and tossing them around my room at a speed. I brushed my teeth in haste and took my bath without checking if soap was in my ear. I took out some clothes from my wardrobe, not caring if the colour didn’t match. I took off my heels and wore them and rushed downstairs, adjusting my jeans and holding my bag firmly. My mum and Annie are sitting at the dining table. I walk towards the table and grab some toasted bread and kiss my mum and stick the bread in my mouth.
“Darling are you that late?" that you cannot eat properly. Don’t forget to check out the prospective grooms I sent you, my mum said calmly.
“ I'm so late mum, I will check that later" I scoffed.
“Am I invisible?" Annie asked, raising questioning eyebrows.
“Sorry Annie, good morning, bye!" I waved as I walked out of the house.
I ran to the bus stop and stopped for a taxi. Unfortunately, a guy and I said "stop" at the same time. I wanted to let him take the taxi but, I was damn late. I ignored that he was a guy. I used my butt to push him out of the way and got into the taxi. The guy just banged the glass of the car. I smirked evilly at him.
Phew! I exhaled as I arrived at work looking tattered, not well dressed or prepared. I took a deep breath. I was ready to get an ear full from my boss.
I walked into the elevator. I didn’t see who was inside with me. I just took out my phone and looked through the pictures Mum sent to me.
“Miss which floor?" the person standing beside me inquired.
Why does his voice sound familiar?
“43." I scoffed, still staring at my phone.
“Did you come from a trash can!” the person said angrily?
I slowly raised my head and I was surprised it was my boss. I looked at him, he was using his handkerchief to close his nose. What does he mean I stink or what? I realized my white shirt had turned black because I was eating the bread quickly. I didn’t realize the mess it made in my shirt.
“I am sorry for coming late, sir,” I pleaded.
“Why are you so tattered and why are you late?"
“I was in a hurry here. I didn’t realize the food I ate had left a stain on my shirt"
“Are you that dirty that you didn’t even realize you are wearing two different pairs of heels" he said in disgust.
“I'm sorry sir, it will never happen again" I put on a sad face.
“Sorry for yourself, you are a disgrace. I wanted to introduce you to someone today but you spoiled my mood by your dressing, employees of these days" he scoffed.
This is my so-called Mr Ocean. He is a no-nonsense young entrepreneur, the founder of the awesome fashion magazine. Oh my god it's coming out. I farted in the elevator. In not less than three seconds, it spread like wildfire.
“So disgusting you this shameless girl” he said in disgust, pressing the existing button in the elevator continuously.
He runs out of the elevator
“Sir, but we have not arrived at our floor yet!” I yelled.
“You want to kill me this soon. You should have told me you hated me and I would have understood,” he said, and ran off.
Is it that bad, I wondered, and didn’t realize I was disgusted by the smell of my fart. What the hell did I eat for breakfast? I wondered how I would face Mr Ocean now?
I arrived at my floor and didn’t bother to look at Mr Ocean's office. To see if he was there or not, I walked into my office and can you imagine, I miss a lot of phone calls and a lot of messages from our social media pages. God please let him not fire me, I thought as I started replying to the countless messages.
……………..
It’s our lunch break. I walked to the restaurant area as I noticed everyone staring at me. Why won’t they stare? I am wearing two different heels and my shirt and jeans combination doesn’t match. I try to sit close to Mr Ocean but he takes his food and walks out of the restaurant, giving me a wicked look.
I started eating my food when my colleague walked to my table to join me, Stella and Jason.
“Girl, did you shower today?" Stella asked.
“Are you mad, how dare you ask such a question? Are you trying to say I am dirty?” I asked with a frown.
“That's not what I mean, I was teasing you. But why are you so tattered today?”
“I don’t know, it’s all because I was late this morning and I made a complete fool of myself in the elevator with Mr Ocean. Luck is just not on my side today” I muttered.
“What did you do in the elevator? Did you try to kiss him?” Jason asked curiously.
“Stop fooling around, Mr Ocean is not my type,” I said confidently.
“So what is your type then,” he asked.
“I don’t know but I would love to have a rich boyfriend, one who will not let me lift a finger to work or do house chores at all. All I will be doing is eating, sleeping, wake up and hmm with him” I replied.
“What does that hmm in your sentence signify” Jason asked.
Stella hit him playfully on the head.
“Stop acting like you don’t know”, Stella stated.
“But I want her to say it, aren’t we adults?” Jason replied.
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