A Snowy Day
They had made it. Just about.
Balancing an open bag of folders, Rachel made her way precariously to the carpark. There had been weather warnings, red covering the majority of the country. She had expected the worst and found that they had been fine, until the last hour.
A constant stream of snow falling, nestling atop her coat, her hair, and the plastic folders. It looked so pretty. For now. Rachel was sure she would feel differently when it came to work tomorrow.
Stepping on a thin layer of ice, her heel slipped, almost sending her head first into the gravel.
"Enjoy your trip?"
She grimaced, glaring across at her deputy, who was walking quite securely across the carpark.
"Very funny." Her tone suggested otherwise.
He heaved the bag from her arms, an eyebrow rising as if to question why she needed so many folders.
"I was thinking we could have a curry tonight," he suggested, "Something to keep us warm. What, with the snow and all that."
"I'm sure we can find other ways to keep warm, Mr Lawson."
Eyes wide, he was too busy staring at her to notice where he was going. Stumbling sideways, he almost fell onto his back. She grabbed onto his sleeve, praying she didn't fall with him. He straightened back up, his ears glowing red.
"Enjoy your trip?" she asked, a smile tugging at her lips.
He scoffed. "Shut it, Mason."
She burst into laughter, his ears only getting redder at the sound. Rachel hoped they had a day off work tomorrow. They needed some alone time.