A Skype Mistake ❤

Accepting The Request ❤

A Skype Mistake  ❤

Chapter Title: Accepting The Request 

Angelina's POV:

I pull my glasses off my tired eyes and massage my temples. It has been a long Monday and my boss has left it to me to lock up. 

I am a trainee chef who works full time at the cinder kitchens.
I've been working here for two years now and I love it so much. After secondary school, It was either I take the university or job route and I chose the job as it meant quick money and independence.
My passion is cooking and I want to open my own restaurant someday.
That is a dream of mine.

I grab the keys off the hook and quickly lock up all the main kitchen, toilet area and then finally as I walk out the exit, I lock it behind me.
Once outside, I pull my rucksack higher up my arm and tug my coat zip up to the very top and hurry over to my car. I sigh to myself as I think how I wish I was going home to someone. A roommate or a boyfriend or someone. But at the age of 21, after moving out of my parents three bedroom detached place and wanting to branch out alone, it was just me myself and I.
It gets lonely and it gets boring but I get on with it. I tell myself I will find company one day.
I push the aux lead into my phone and choose  Lana Del Ray's album from the Spotify app and drive mindlessly down the road. 

It is about a 20 minute drive until I reach my small one bedroom house. I walk hurriedly up to the front door and note that the paint job could do with another coat. I push the key into the lock and hurry inside before I am spotted by neighbours as I was am not in the mood for chitty chat. My eyes glare at the large clock in the hallway and it is already 8:31pm. I tut to myself and shake my head. My evening is already finishing and I have only just walked into my front door.
I walk down the hall and take the first left into the open plan kitchen and living room. I nibble on some toast that I had prepared this morning then jog upstairs to take a much needed shower.

As the lukewarm water jumps off my skin, the stress and rigmarole of the day starts to disappear.  I face the shower head and let the water fall steadily down my face. I play with my hair as the water runs through my long black strands, massaging my head as I do so. After my shower, I return to my small room which I refer to as a cave, dry off and take my laptop off the side table and jump into bed with it.

I go on the usual stuff, quick check of Facebook and Instagram then I check all my emails. I go into my Skype and see I have a invite from someone named  Xander_xlu

I do not know of anyone named Xander but decide 'What the heck', It wouldn't be the first anonymous user I have accepted and if he was in any way freaky I can easily block him.

I press accept and scroll down the rest of my contacts... Just a few friends from work and an ex boyfriend who I've been meaning to delete.

I log off the laptop and sit back. Who is this Xander fellow and why does he want me as a skype friend.

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