The next day wasn't that great, to begin with, and I don't even know how I would describe it. My whole shift was about chasing Camila. I even exchanged work shifts with Jacob to be with her.
"Camila! Please, why would you not talk to me?" I said while chasing her again from one of the floors in our building. I sighed before grabbing her arms to make her face me, "Why?" I asked again, and I'm getting tired from doing it all day.
"What?! What do you need from me?" Her forehead creased in so much confusion, "We're working here, and you should be more professional than I am," She added, and that made me sudden let go of her arm.
"Yeah, I forgot," I said as I immediately fixed myself, "Let's talk after duty. I'll be waiting for you outside of this building, being appropriate," I gave Mila
