I didn't work in the office. I chose a spot for my peace of mind, but there wasn't much of that going on because I can't get Ares out of my head.
It was like he was heavily imprinted in my frontal lobe to make my day shitter.
However, it wasn't thoughts of that but his words. I could feel it… Ares wants to go on a honeymoon with me, AKA have me to himself. And the bastard was quoting a contract to get me to agree. Talk about a bad pick-up line.
I sighed, looking back at the screen. I want to print out my document, but I'm having a hard time going through this cluttered desktop. Gary didn't let me take over his space anymore, so I took Gina's; she called in sick a few days ago.
"Name your folders, will you?" I mumbled, having a hard time finding mine.
I had named it New Folder because I thought it was gonna be a swift search, but the damn girl had everything the same name.
"Great…" I shook my head, steering this tragedy by opening each one to find mine.
