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"and we both drew blood, but man those cuts were never equal." THE GRUDGE olivia rodrigo
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Aella's job was a bore.
She ran around a business office collecting coffee and papers for her higher ups. She wasn't anything at work.
She had finished capping off three coffee's— ordered by her boss for her clients. Her hair was messy and all over the place as she tried to figure out how she'd carry them.
She grabbed the first and second one in both hands, and stared at the third one until an idea would come to her. "Let me help you." A voice rings.
The man— taller, a little older, really good looking— walked up to Aella and grabbed the third cup with his own coffee in hand.
She looks up at him. She has to look up to look at him.
"Hi." She mutters. He smiles at her. He has that charming, nerdy, dopey smile, and his glasses fit his face so perfectly. "Hey." He greets back.
"Lead the way." He moves so Aella could walk past. She smiles and nods, walking in front of him as he catches up to her. "Uhm, I've seen you around," he shrugs. Aella looks up at him again and her eyebrow raises. "I think you're beautiful." He mumbles.
