Episode 1

I'm settled in my cubicle when I hear my phone clink, a text notification.

Sunday

Barbara Hotel

8pm

😉🙏🏼💖

The message shows when I peep a glance.

Trust my crazy friend when it comes to passing information across. She doesn't even bother with the phrasing and sentencing, just goes straight to the point.

Makes me wonder if it's just a kid in the body of a young adult.

I raise my head to look further, an innocent face outside my door winks at me before throwing me a flying kiss.

I point at me, then her, than me again before doing the killer~sign with my hand slashing across my neck.

She only twitches her face in an apologetic form before hurrying away. I manage to catch a glimpse of her giggling sheepishly before she disappears.

I hope I don't end up on the streets if this backfires.😤

And who even names their hotel Barbara in this part of the world??😬😒

I reply back her text before dropping the phone and focusing on the wireless keyboard infront of me.

I had a lot to cover and it's almost five. I have no issue against staying behind a few more minutes, maybe hours to get a job done.

What I never fancy is having to carryover today's workload to tomorrow. The aftereffect will be me being disorganized the tomorrow.

I learnt that since during my college days, new day should start with a fresh chore.

Two hours later, I'm done with the day's workload. A warm long soak is all I want right now; to straighten all the invincible wrinkles likewise relieve me of the day's stress.

"Rich people are crazy!" She exclaimed joining me abrutly in the elevator. She looks like she's been chased. Well, running not chased in her case.

"That makes us mental~cases~in~the~making!" I sighed, not bothering to look at her.

"I don't wanna be psychiatric property!" She giggled touching me a little. It was clear she wanted full attention.

"I sure as hell wanna be rich!" I inform looking at her. The elevator opens and we both walk out.

"Same with me!"

We walk a little, me listening to her rant about her day and how her boss enjoys stressing them until they "black out". To be frank, even my boss does same. The bosses live in the same chatroom is the conclusion we have decided on.

Not that I can blame them. It's a business they are running, not a charity organization. Even charity events these days need serious planning therefore, more than average competency. Let alone a media house like us.

We are going to different places but the same road so we usually end up in the same bus most evenings. Except on few days when I finish earlier or she has a babysitting job she does.

God! I've never come across a worshipper of paychecks like her.

Only her runs a nine to five five days a week.

Only her evenings get booked three times working days.

Only her runs morning shifts at the store weekends.

And definitely only her does waitress duties in the evening during the weekends.

Well, she sometimes coax me into joining to enable her double the manpower and pay. I'm not in for the money but I do end up following her because, It's not all the time I enjoy being idle.

Another is because despite her beyond the average size, me with the normal size still ends up being her guarding police from some nastiness.

One more reason is because I genuinely admire her perseverance. I mean, she's not the one needing all those extras yet she still works so much like a machine for to earn them. One just have to respect that relentlessness.

Then finally and the most important of them all is that she's my best friend and I love her. it's natural I don't want her workaholic *** crumbling from all the physical end emotional stress.

"I wanna come to your house soak!" she squeaks leaning her head a little to my shoulder. I'm the one who got the window sit.

Not that anything other than that will stop her from doing that.

"I'm not your lover so don't give me that eyes!" I reply shaking her off me. I know a coaxing technique when I see one, even if it perfection isn't complete.

"But you do love me!" She pout bringing her head back to my shoulder. I really can't help but see the cuteness each time she does that.

"No baby!" I say, turning my head to face her. I grab her cheeks in my palms and rub them playfully. "Not this weekend!" I slightly pinch her face before dropping my hands to pay attention to my phone. It made a bubbling sound while I was on the process of rubbing her cheeks.

Only one person has that special notification ringtone.

That person happened to be super important to my existence at the moment.

Tonight!

Great!

There flies my chance of enjoying some long bathtub closure before sleep.

"Who was that?" She eyes me, clearly interested. She must have notice a slight change to my mood. She never seem to miss the littlest of changes in my reactions.

"Just some unnecessary bank remainders." I uttered offering her a weak smile. I didn't want her probing further.

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