“What are you talking about?” Her voice cold and indifferent.

I look at her again, studying her face, looking for any indication on whether or not she knows. We stay like this for a few minutes and I’m surprised that she hasn’t said a word.

‘She doesn’t look different. She doesn’t look like she knows.’ I let out a long exasperated sigh of relief, thanking God that she doesn’t know. I think about what I should do next. Thinking desperately of an action that would save me and excuse me stupid and unexplainable actions.

“Um- Uh… Nothing.” Failed attempt. I wrinkle my eyebrows towards the ground when I realize how stupid I must look.

For a second, I think that I hear her chuckle but it quickly goes away as fact as it came. I don’t want to admit it, but that second felt like music to my ears. I look at her again and she has the same amused face as before. I feel my shoulders loosen a bit.

“So, you just decided to storm in here, waking me up in the process, and act like a stammering idiot, all for ‘nothing’.” A smirk is evident on her face

‘Well, when she puts it like that.’

I think about how stupid my actions sounded just now, but I can only say “Yeah.”

“Well, okay then.” She says sarcastically, rolling her eyes. It’s been almost ten years and she still gets me with that eye roll.

She immediately realizes the smirk on her face and clears her throat.

“Well, since you’re here, let’s get back to work.”

I can only nod stupidly and follow her out the door.

‘I really can’t do this anymore. One more outburst like that and…’ I finally decide to not run away from her. But, I wasn’t going to confront her either. Instead, I’m going to keep it as a coworker relationship, talking to her only when necessary.

It seemed work so far. We finally got past that annoying shot when I explained to her what I wanted from her. She looked amazingly shocked that I was even talking her. I’m not surprised, I mean, I did ignore her for a week, after all.

Work finally became stable and we are halfway through our second week. I ignored Stan’s banters on why I’ve been acting so strange. Instead, I focused on making this end.