Thread: Intra-Office Relations

Before she could say anything, he had already proceeded to leave. It didn't matter though since she probably would have only nodded anyways. Lila almost flinched when he suddenly dropped the papers on her desk. She cleared her throat and nodded again, gathering the papers and looked them over before doing what was needed. Christine's clearing of her throat nearly startled her, she bewildered as to why she suddenly felt so on edge. Looking up from the papers, her eyes landed on the woman and she was just eyeing her with a smile, but as if suggesting something. It made her cheeks flush and she instantly looked down at the papers. Christine stood and she walked over behind her desk, leaning against it and crossing her arms over her chest. How old did you say you were? She asked playfully. Lila laughed nervously as she looked at her. Twenty-two. You act like you're in high school. I feel like I'm in high school all over again. She murmured. Why's that? Well technically, it's not entirely high school all over again. If it was, then that would mean guys actually talked to me. Guys didn't talk to you? She asked, raising a brow. Though even Lila could see in her eyes that she wasn't entirely surprised. Oh if she had a quarter for every time she saw that look. It stopped doing anything to her confidence or self-esteem. Both of those things being low as it is. It couldn't get lower, especially as she started accepting the fact that some people just weren't meant to be with anyone. Some were destined to be alone. It'd seem like a natural sob story if she thought that of herself but it was kind of true. She'd have her friends, her parents--even if her mother wasn't discreet on how she felt about her daughter--, her family and in the end, that's what mattered, right? Plus, her job. Every person could drown their mind and sorrows in the field. No. She said softly, raising her hand to rub the back of her neck a little nervously. Besides, it's just coffee. She said gently. Delilah do you even have any male friends? Lila blushed madly and she looked down at her hands now. No. She murmured. Her envy towards the woman and her slim figure as well as her beauty was starting to turn into resentment. What was the point of all this? Well, just consider this that Danny wants to be your friend. No harm in being just friends, right? And the way she said 'just,' obviously implied that it was only that, that even Christine believed that like everyone else would. Of course. Lila choked out a little uncomfortably. As if having made her due diligence, she changed the subject. You doing alright with the work? She asked. Lila nodded and she just turned her attention away from the woman and she continued doing her work. Christine walked back to her desk and sat down. Thankfully, the time was buzzing by fast enough for her liking. She was both excited and nervous to be going on this...hang out-ish with this man from work. Excited because she liked going out. Nervous because it was with a male. Though after what Christine said with hidden implications, it all seemed far too clear. Just two people getting to know each other, and nothing more. It was kind of a disappointment but of course she didn't allow herself to think on it. It was a surprise she even was being spoken to by him. Time continued on, until reaching to the very of her day it seemed. At six sharp, she had clocked out, having cleaned up her desk to leave for the night before then and with perfect timing, Danny was before her and she smiled with a little hopefulness. I usually walk. She shrugged. So I'd love a ride. She said kindly, standing now and pushing her chair in. She straightened out her skirt and her shirt and grabbed her bag, slinging it over her shoulder and walked out from behind her desk. Shall we? She asked encouragingly.