- Nineteen

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(This is a continuation from the last chapter)

Adisyn Kay Wise

My heart continues to race as I stare at the three moving dots

Reed Auclair

Hey

It's Adisyn

Can we talk?

Surprised you bothered to text

Do you need something?

And I gave you my work number

Yeah I assumed

I was wondering if we're going by last name terms again?

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I come up with a stupid but somewhat valid question for us to spark a conversation?

Angel looks at me and looks tempted to take my phone and call Reed.

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Reed Auclair

I don't know

Why?

Because all of a sudden you're calling me Wise so I would like to know what to refer you as

Refer me as Reed

I refer to you as Adisyn

No you dont?

This morning you kept referring to me as Wise not Adisyn?

I refer you as Wise to Caitlyn and other workers

You referred me to me as Auclair? Mr Auclair to be exact

Only because you did the same?

You know how hard it's been to constantly have to deal with you? Respectfully Reed you are too confusing to work with! I don't know what happened but all of a sudden you are so damn cold with me? We were getting along  so well and now... now you don't even want to look at me at work? I would really appreciate it if you would tell what I did to get you this mad cause it's so fucking hard to try to like you!

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He looked at the text but didn't respond.

He was typing because the three little dots showed up but they went away almost immediately?

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It's exhausting having to work with someone who is so damn selfish

My point is that I work with you and I opened up to you which I still believe was the wine I had and when I try to send apologies you get so defensive? The champagne was an apology and I thought you would get the hint

Do you have an idea of how stressful it is to work with you when I have no main idea what you want or need? You need to talk to me and not get mad over small little things? I've been busy. End of story.

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