"Would you dance, if I asked you to dance?
Would you run, and never look back?"
"Veronica?" I yelled down the hallway of the building in which the talk show I was assistant producer of was located, "Veronica you're on in fifteen minutes!" I continued to yell, checking all the rooms I passed by.
I finally came to a door where I could hear gentle sobs coming from behind. I lightly knocked, "Veronica....?"
A sniffle was my response.
"Oh dah-ling whats wrong?" I asked, setting my clipboard down and taking her in my arms, where she broke down into heavy weeping.
"Jared, huh huh, broke, huh, up with meeeee," she continued to cry. I had to let out a little chuckle.
She pulled back and controlled her crying, "You think this is funny?"
"Oh sweetheart," I began to clean the running mascara from her eyes with a tissue, "You only dated three weeks,"
"Yes I know, but...he was the one, I could feel it." she moped, finally done crying.
I tilted my head, continuing to fix her make up, "Veronica, listen, you are a beautiful woman and any man would be crazy to let you go...which Jared has done. Now, I don't think you want to call a crazy person your boyfriend, do you?"
"No...but he wasn't crazy Olivia, he was perfect." she sighed.
"So you're telling me that even though he didn't shower for days he was still perfect?" I asked and she weakly nodded.
"And I suppose the fact that he was only 27 and already balding just added to his perfection? Ohhh, and we cant forget those lame jokes, the bad breath, and the annoying laugh. Yes, Veronica...I do believe you're right...he just screams perfect." I laughed, and she joined in.
"Okay so maybe he wasn't perfect," she admitted.
"Well then what was it that made you like him so much?" I asked
She contemplated, "Uhm...well...I uhm, haha I don't know,...the sex was amazing,"
"Thats why you've fallen in love?" I laughed.
She sighed, "I suppose I wasn't in love with him," she said, and then "Thank you Olivia, I needed that."
"Any time, any time. Now, you need to get out there!" I hurried her towards the stage and positioned her in front of the camera.
And then the producer began the countdown, "In 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...cue Veronica."
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"You did wonderful today," I hugged Veronica after the show.
"Will you be coming out for drinks with us?" she asked, referring to the traditional friday night drinks the producers and Veronica had. I had been skipping it for weeks now.
"No," I frowned, "Shaka needs to be taken out for a walk, can't leave him in there too long."
"Aww, well okay, I'll see you at work Monday." She hugged me goodbye.
I walked out into the cold night air. I pulled my peacoat closed to block out the harsh breeze. I could see my breath, this isn't a surprise though...considering it is winter.
It took me a full 20 minutes to walk back to my flat. When I entered, Shaka immediatly ran over and greeted me. I crouched down and began scratching him behind the ears. "Hows the best boy in the world?" I cooed at him.
When I got back up I hung my coat on the coat rack and walked to the kitchen and began to prepare a dinner of ramen noodles for me, and kibble for Shaka. Afterwards, I changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top and sat down to cuddle with Shaka on the couch while watching a nightly variety show.
This was pretty much how the past two weeks have been spent. I sighed and Shaka looked up at me with his head tilted and ears up. "I gotttttta get outta here" I said to him. He licked my face, and I laughed a little. "Tomorrow night I'm going out for sure," I said before getting up and going to bed.
