It seemed like forever since I had been in the office. I had unofficial permission to “work” from home, but habit and a moral sense of obligation compelled me to go in even though I technically had no real work assigned to me anymore. At least if I was in the office, it was easier for me to keep up the pretext that I was still employed and part of the team. I knew if I missed another week of work, people would start asking questions. I planned to stay out of Catherine’s way and hide in my office to look for new jobs. When I got off of the elevator, I took the longer route to my office, intentionally avoiding passing Catherine’s. I found myself almost sneaking into my office and shut the door quickly behind me. As I docked my laptop and my machine beeped on, I heard my phone chime a text. It was Ryan. I smiled, knowing that I had left him only a little over an hour ago. Ryan: miss you already Me: me too Me: I enjoyed my wakeup call this morning ;-) Ryan: I can still taste you I immediately flushed.
