~Sienna~
This is f*****g crazy.
I’m going to end up in Glory’s bad records if I’m not careful with my cussing.
But why not?
I have to run up the stairs to my office to make amends and run back down the stairs to her office for approval.
It’s so crazy.
Every time my tongue slips, she gives me an eye, warning me silently.
I miss Norman.
Four f*****g days of his trip and my heart has entered a shallow deep hole.
Everything just seems meaningless. All the laughter is dry.
I’m reminded of him in everything I see. He’s wound up his way into my life. I wonder what he’s doing at this moment. If he’s thinking about me too?
I can’t count how many times I’d stare at his office door waiting for him to come out from behind it. Or how many times I’ve stared at my phone waiting for him to resp
