She's gone. Of course she is gone, idiot, she told you she didn't want to
have this conversation. Hell, you wouldn't want to have this conversation
either. If some guy had shone up claiming to be Syd's boyfriend I would
have gone nuts. I'm jealous of Will for goodness sakes! Of course, I don't
know that jealously is the reason she sped off so quickly. She could have
been late for dinner with a friend, or maybe she just didn't give a damn
about my personal life. But part of me knows that deep down, Sydney hates
Alice. That it hurts her to hear me to even attempt to make excuses for
being an ass, the same way it hurts me to hear her to talk about Will.
I make my way back to my office and look around for a moment. I wonder what the rest of this office thinks of me. I can hear it now, "You know that guy who risks his life and breaks protocol nearly every day to save the daughter of the woman who killed his father? Well apparently his got girlfriend." I can't wait for Weiss to get out of the hospital. He was my only attachment to this office. Everyone else here, they're all strangers to me. There is no one to gripe to about how cruel the Gods-of-bad-timing have been to me lately.
Suddenly my phone starts to make its way off the table due to the insanely powerful 'vibrate' mode I have had it set on. I swear the vibrating is louder than the ring itself.
"Vaughn"
"Hey, Mike, it's Alice."
Of course it's Alice. How appropriate that the cause of all my troubles interrupts my feeble attempt at organizing my thoughts.
"Hey, what's up?"
"Well, Diana and Gavin are having a bit of a get together tonight, and I know you just got out of the hospital and all but I just know that everyone would love to see you."
Is she NUTS? For God sakes woman, did you even hear yourself say 'you just got out of the hospital'? I am defiantly in no condition to 'get together' with all of her high school pals tonight. To be honest I am in no condition to do so when I am 100% healthy. What kind of a person is still friends with people from high school when they hit thirty anyways? I don't even remember the names of half of my friends from high school, but hers are all on her speed dial.
"No, you know what I think I just need to stay at home tonight."
"Are you sure, Mike? Because it would be fun."
"I am positive, Alice."
"I can stay at home with you."
No you couldn't. I hate it when people offer to do something that they don't want to do and don't even attempt to seem happy to do it.
"No, I think I just need to be by myself. You know, sit around and watch hockey all night."
Ah-hah, the hockey card. Alice absolutely loathes the sport of hockey. I took her to a game once and she actually fell asleep. I didn't know it was humanly possible to find the kings that boring. Sydney on the other hand actually offered to take me to a game...
"Alright then. Call if you need anything."
Only if Syd is busy.
"Ok. Have fun at Diane's. Bye."
I have been much too harsh on Alice lately. She is actually a very nice person. I just seem to have the tendency of comparing her to Sydney too often. Which is by no means fair. That is like comparing hockey to golf. Golf isn't a bad sport, just a boring one compared to hockey. With golf, you have the calm, completely prepped out players taking their good precious time to swing at the ball. Hockey on the other hand is fast paced and exciting, the players may seem decent on the outside but are in-truth brutally powerfully. Of course Sydney is by far not decent, but strikingly gorgeous. It's not my fault that I was never good at analogies.
Gese, Vaughn, over-analyze much? I think its time to go home.
I make my way back to my office and look around for a moment. I wonder what the rest of this office thinks of me. I can hear it now, "You know that guy who risks his life and breaks protocol nearly every day to save the daughter of the woman who killed his father? Well apparently his got girlfriend." I can't wait for Weiss to get out of the hospital. He was my only attachment to this office. Everyone else here, they're all strangers to me. There is no one to gripe to about how cruel the Gods-of-bad-timing have been to me lately.
Suddenly my phone starts to make its way off the table due to the insanely powerful 'vibrate' mode I have had it set on. I swear the vibrating is louder than the ring itself.
"Vaughn"
"Hey, Mike, it's Alice."
Of course it's Alice. How appropriate that the cause of all my troubles interrupts my feeble attempt at organizing my thoughts.
"Hey, what's up?"
"Well, Diana and Gavin are having a bit of a get together tonight, and I know you just got out of the hospital and all but I just know that everyone would love to see you."
Is she NUTS? For God sakes woman, did you even hear yourself say 'you just got out of the hospital'? I am defiantly in no condition to 'get together' with all of her high school pals tonight. To be honest I am in no condition to do so when I am 100% healthy. What kind of a person is still friends with people from high school when they hit thirty anyways? I don't even remember the names of half of my friends from high school, but hers are all on her speed dial.
"No, you know what I think I just need to stay at home tonight."
"Are you sure, Mike? Because it would be fun."
"I am positive, Alice."
"I can stay at home with you."
No you couldn't. I hate it when people offer to do something that they don't want to do and don't even attempt to seem happy to do it.
"No, I think I just need to be by myself. You know, sit around and watch hockey all night."
Ah-hah, the hockey card. Alice absolutely loathes the sport of hockey. I took her to a game once and she actually fell asleep. I didn't know it was humanly possible to find the kings that boring. Sydney on the other hand actually offered to take me to a game...
"Alright then. Call if you need anything."
Only if Syd is busy.
"Ok. Have fun at Diane's. Bye."
I have been much too harsh on Alice lately. She is actually a very nice person. I just seem to have the tendency of comparing her to Sydney too often. Which is by no means fair. That is like comparing hockey to golf. Golf isn't a bad sport, just a boring one compared to hockey. With golf, you have the calm, completely prepped out players taking their good precious time to swing at the ball. Hockey on the other hand is fast paced and exciting, the players may seem decent on the outside but are in-truth brutally powerfully. Of course Sydney is by far not decent, but strikingly gorgeous. It's not my fault that I was never good at analogies.
Gese, Vaughn, over-analyze much? I think its time to go home.
