Amir has never prayed, but he sure has been blessed.
He comes to work one day to find a new kid sitting at the previously-empty desk across from his. He's unpacking some stuff from a box onto the desk while Jeff rambles on about how great a job this is and you're really gonna enjoy it and blah blah blah.
Amir shoves Jeff aside and sticks his hand out. "Hi! I'm Amir."
The new kid looks up. He has pretty blue eyes. Amir is momentarily thrown off guard, but he quickly composes himself as the new employee shakes his hand and says, "I'm Jake. Do you sit there?" He points to the desk across from his.
"Yessir, that's my home-away-from-home, et cetera," Amir blabbers.
"Oh?" Jake says, a bit nervous, but mostly just confused.
"Yup. My work is…uhh…so important to me."
"That's…good," Jake says. "Well, nice to meet you." And he bends down to lift more things out of his box.
Amir opens his mouth to say something, but it snaps shut of its own accord and he decides to just sit down at his own desk instead.
He's ridiculously nervous. He peers at the new employee—Jake—from over his laptop. The kid is totally oblivious, just unpacking and arranging and occasionally casting a glance around the room.
"Hey," Jake says suddenly.
"Ahh," Amir says unhelpfully. His palms are sweating. "Yeah?"
"I haven't met everyone yet, and I'm…well, I'm a little nervous," Jake says. His face colors just a touch. "Do you think you could introduce me?"
Amir understands what Jake is saying; the premise is simple enough, but he can't think of a suitable response. Instead, his brain has a freakout over the eyes-blush-perfect-hair combo, and in its frenzy, it starts spitting out strange words.
"Suresauce," Amir hears himself say. "Everyone is like, so supa great and whatever. You'll be a gullie in no time, comprende!" What the fuck does that even mean?! Amir screams in his head.
Jake cocks his head to the side in a questioning look, but he says, "Cool. Thanks."
There was a bit more to this blessing than Amir bargained for.