''Listen, it'll only take 10 minutes.'' Seeing no change in their expression she tried decreasing the number, ''No, I mean only 5 minutes!''
But there was no changing the man. The receptionist said the same thing he had said for the last 4 times of the failed attempt, ''Sorry, miss. Only people with valid access card are allowed to enter, though exception applies to those who have booked an appointment.''
She swears to have imagined the very same receptionist saying the exact same line with the exact same expression to many other for over – who knows – infinite years. The words came out so naturally that she wondered if the man before her was a robot.
A tired sigh escaped from her lips knowing it was no use arguing with a loyal android on duty nor was it appealing getting countless stares from others, and much less appealing getting threatening gazes from the security guards getting activated to play their role if necessary.
In a defeated posture, she fixed her round glasses on the bridge of her nose.
That defeat only lasted a few seconds. Raising her chin and smiling she told the receptionist, ''Of course, I understand your position. It's ridiculous of me to request something so casual. But still, Harin,'' Ah, saying someone's name always makes them listen, doesn't it?
Harin, the receptionist, showed a change by raising his eyebrows slightly, ''Harin, isn't it? Your name tag says so.''
Harin nodded slowly, curious about what she'll say. It's not everyday strangers speak some mere receptionists name they've just met.
''Great. I'm MC.'' Feeling proud to have caught his attention she continued, ''So Harin, please get my request forward to some higher ups. It's not that I don't believe your words, but maybe your supervisor or someone else in charge may think that it is in fact harmless to let me, a completely and perfectly innocent student, up on this building's rooftop to take a simple picture.''
Guess it was the last draw as she could clearly hear his expression, even though it may be impossible to hear an expression she did at that moment, because when one closes their eyes and clenches their mouth it's a pretty universal sign of heavy and final sighing.
It also meant it was time to say toodles.
A quick goodbye and MC was walking out from the building. When she was outside the doors, and obviously out of the sight from the people working inside, she lifted her hands up in the air and in the next moment on her head – ruffling her hair and screaming internally. To passer-by's she must've looked, no offence, a bit crazy, or just completely crazy. As her act went on for good long seconds she also mumbled her frustrations.
She was interrupted by a horn from an upcoming car on her right. Looking up she realised she was standing too close to the sidewalk and the car seemed to want to stop before the building entrance. Excusing herself, she took a few steps back. The man in the backseat caught glimpse of the peculiar woman before turning his attention back to his notes on his iPad. The car started moving and she proceeded to walk in the opposite direction while fixing her hair.
Now if this were a movie, the car would roll in slow-motion as would she go very slowly. So here as well, as the narrator of this story I would like you to imagine the scene such as. Because… from this point on her life would take a tasteful turn.
A/N: Fun begins at the next chapter :)