My expression dropped as my supervisor continued to spit out what exactly I was doing wrong now. He was nitpicking and I knew this since my actual bosses, the ones above him, complimented me on my work thus far.
After he was done, he stormed away and my cubicle mate walked over and draped an arm over my shoulder in a comforting gesture.
"Just ignore him. We know he got a fucking stick up his ass."
I simply shrugged off his arm and went back to work. I was just halfway done with my workload when my cell phone buzzed in my pocket.
Meet me out front when you're off work, love.
Arthur always had good timing. With new motivation, I hurried to finish my work.
When five o'clock came around, I already had all my things packed and work done and hurried out the doors. To my surprise, Arthur was already waiting outside. Normally, he was always a few minutes late. Without any regard the people around us, I dove into his arms and relished the sweet sanctuary his embrace gave me.
"O-Oi, what's wrong? Was it that bloody git of a boss? Blimey, you should've let me talk to him Julianne."
As Arthur continued to ramble on, I just smiled into his shirt and tightened my hold.