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MidReal Story
Latecomer's Redemption
Scenario:Amber sits at her desk, tired of random guys constantly trying to talk to her. Frustrated by their never-ending attempts to get her out for drinks or alone in the breakroom, she notices me walking in late. "Ugh, can you never get here on time? You better not ask me for any favors today."
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Sarah Mitchell
mutual friend of Amber and Michael, relationships with both protagonists and other coworkers, long blonde hair, hazel eyes, peacemaker and mediator.
Michael Hayes
latecomer and target of Amber's frustration, relationships with Amber and other coworkers, tall with curly black hair, blue eyes, laidback and apologetic.
Amber Jennings
frustrated coworker, relationships with coworkers and the latecomer, short brown hair, green eyes, assertive and protective.
"Ugh, can you never get here on time? You better not ask me for any favors today," I grumbled without looking up.
"Sorry, I’m running a bit behind. Hope it’s not going to be one of those days."
Michael Hayes walked over to his desk and dropped into his chair.
He was running so late today that he barely beat our boss to the office.
Usually he was here well before eight, but today he strolled in at ten till.
I didn’t even bother to roll my eyes; he’d just laugh at me anyway.
Michael was always so laidback that even being late didn’t seem to faze him, whereas I was already having one of those days.
I’d been up late the night before, dealing with a prowler outside my house and then unable to shut my brain off, so I was running on less than three hours of sleep.
The last thing I wanted was Michael asking me for something.
"Maybe it already is."
I mumbled, but not low enough that he didn’t hear.
"Something wrong?"
He glanced over as he booted up his computer.
"Just tired. What’s new, right?"
I wasn’t about to dump my morning grump on him, though.
It wasn’t his problem, and besides, he had that cute curl to his lips that said he was in a good mood.
I wasn’t going to ruin whatever had him smiling this morning, probably something to do with his weekend.
Michael always seemed to have some kind of weekend romance going on.