Again. I rushed to get my clothes on, brushed my teeth, and fixed my hair. As I was hopping on one foot to get a sock on, Sang stirred in the bed and groggily opened his eyes. He yawned. “Going to work so early?” “Yeah. Today I have an eight hour shift,” I told him. “Can I come with you?” I paused for a moment. “You can come visit me tomorrow. I only have a four hour shift, and we can get lunch after.” “Sounds good to me.” He buried himself in the blankets like a prairie dog and went back to sleep. I was inwardly happy he’d say something to me like that. No one had ever wanted to come visit me at work before. Dana, my best friend, had said that if she did it, it would tick off the boss and wouldn’t be good for me. Sang’s question made me feel warm and cozy inside. I quietly stepped to the bed and kissed his forehead. Then, I patted my boot to get it on and off I went. Before I excited the doors, Lawrence, Darius’s butler, asked me if I wanted breakfast, and I said I’d get a coffee and a donut on the way there.
