I'm not asking her out just to simply know the story. I think all this time all I ever wanted was to comfort her. I know this is hard for her and I will never understand her pain but thinking of how she's ready of talking about it puts my heart in throb like as if it's a war drum. Honestly I'm not yet ready to talk about Donghae to anyone tho I know I'm over him. I just can't, I don’t want to share my pain and I'm kinda afraid that I will realize somewhere in the middle as I talk about him is that I'm still in love with him and how I will cry just to have him back, oh good Lord I don't want that ---so how much more of talking about your dead girlfriend --that, even if you cry out a river she'll never coming back-- That's what I want to understand. I didn't know this is what she meant of "I'm not ready to talk about her."
 
This has really got into me for days now. I can't focus with work already. So for the 9th time I hush my self. I took a deep breath before I put my head back to the game.
 
"Tiff?" I called my girl whose busy checking her new polished nails. "Have you already talk to someone about our website? We need it ready in 3 weeks."

"Yeah! I got that one covered for you Jess. I gave them 2-3 weeks and they accepted it. I already sent them the details yesterday. --hey! Chill out it's so early for you to look like a maggot!" She said giving me again that dorky smile.  I don't know why I'm attracted to stress these days.
 
*beep
Yuri: Good afternoon to you and good morning to me. smile :) 
 
Thanks God here comes my releif. I dialed her number as I open my computer completely ignoring the woman next to me.

"Hey, you woke up early."

"Yeah, I have a date."

tshhh 

"ohh. okay."

"I have a date with my work I mean. I have to finish something.. How about you. How's your day going?"

"Exhausting! My back is killing me." 

"What? Your day just started. You need some ice cream."

"Urrrgh! Will you?"

"No?"

"Lame! Go get ready."
 

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"I told you to double check it before sending it to them!" Well, my boss is pissed right now because I forgot to babysit this sloth dressed like hooman and named Tiffany Hwang. Jesus, she only have one job.. --one job. I moved out from Jennie's office with only one pair of arm and