Hey! I apologize for updating just now. I currently have a lot to do and a lot in mind. I'll try keeping up though. I also apologize ahead for this short chapter. I'll make up for it some other time.

Nevertheless, I hope you like it.

CHAPTER 6: WELCOME BACK TO REALITY

I had said goodbye to Danny after coffee. I drove him back to their hotel and headed home. Being care-free and spontaneous was fun, but it can't be a part of my daily routine. I still have a lot of work to do.
When I reached home, I jumped in the tub for a nice, warm bath. There was a lot of stress to get rid of and not to mention a killer hang over.

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Two hours had passed and by then I was clean, dressed and feeling better. Armed with a pen and an ice pack, I started with my work.

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I worked in silence for over three hours. The phone rang and I lazily picked up.

"Hey. Just checking on you." Danny was on the other end.
"Oh hey. I'm good. Almost done with my work actually. How about you guys?"
"We're fine, too. We're traveling to Cambridge right now. The others are asleep and I got bored."
"Oh. So I'm number one on your get-rid-of-boredom list now. That's good to hear." My sarcasm was very notable.
"I take it. Your caught up with something?" Danny said mildly hurt.
"Uhhh...no. Not really. Sorry. Just ignore me. I'm stressed and I have a hangover and -"
"Yeah, I get it." He said with a chuckle.
"So what shall we talk about Mr. Jones?"

I stood up, wrapped myself with a blanket and headed for the terrace. Dawn at the top floor of Town Circle is always spectacular.

"Mr. Jones? Eghhh. Makes me sound old." I could almost hear him cringe. "Anyway...I was hoping you'd come up with a topic for us."
"Hmmm...I don't have anything, but let's see. What do you see outside your window?"

We talked for about an hour or two. Our topic? There was none. We started talking about the sight we saw; mine from the terrace and him from the tour bus window. Soon enough, we were already taking a walk down memory lane.
After our long talk, I wrapped up my work and cleaned up the mess I had made. I better get me some rest. There was a long day ahead.

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At eight thirty, I was awake and buzzing. I was in my usual suit for work, but unusually was early. All my layout work was done and all I had to do was get there and start feeling the wrath of my office mates.

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When I reached our floor, I took a deep breathe, plastered a smile and walked through our department. Well...more of run through, but still. Everybody just looked at me. That was better than I had hoped for...

"Blake...in my office please." Our department head called from her office.

...until now.

"Yes Ms. Betsy?" I entered her office hesitantly.
"You missed work yesterday..." She started in monotone.
"Yeah. About that I -"
"...for a coffee break with a member of McFly?" She finished with an icy glare.
"How'd you know?" My eyebrows shot up.
"The post, my dear. They had a picture to spare." She threw a copy of yesterday's post in front of me.
"I really was feeling sick...and I finished all my layout work. It's in my bag."
"Keep in mind that there are a lot of other people who want your job." My gaze dropped to the floor.
"Get Amanda to bring your work here." She ordered in a dismissive tone.

I left her office; my blood heating up. My cheeks were red from keeping in my emotions. What a witch she is. I rubbed my temples as I made my way to my office.

"So like, are you guys dating?" Mikaela piped up as I passed by her stall.
"Not now, please. I'm not in the mood and I might hit you."

To be continued...

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