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The building opposite: Part 2
" Hello." He said as I melted in my heart not knowing which word to utter first. " Do you know how to speak English?" Of course I do was what I said in my heart as he showed a sympathic mug. As handsome as he is I still couldn't understand why he came up to me so early in the morning. " He..ll.oo" I said and he smiled. I came to give you your purse which you left at my company. Immediately when he said his company I wondered which company he ment because yesterday I was at work and I accidentally forgot my purse. Another thing is I don't understand how it ended on his hands. Amusingly I looked at him after taking and said, " Thank you but where did you find it again?"
" Your workplace." He implied formally and was leaving when I thought we could talk longer. " Wanna have a cup of coffee, just a gesture to show my gratitude." I scowled out as he walked then turned and smiled then left. He looked not okay. Seems like he's a troubled man. Right when he reached his gate his woman came out and I think they argued. I mean she had been staring at the window since he came out. She might be the problem but why should I interfer? I immediately went in and held my purse closer to my heart feeling him close to my heart. Still had questions, wondered whether we work in the sane company. I mean it's a huge company with msby departments and trust me most I don't even know. Why did he even say his company? Anyways I got in to my dining room, boredly sat on the couch and thought about him whom I saw. Whom I have been fancying to see after so long. His accent kept on ringing in my mind, his voicing clicking. I can't stand it. I want to see him again. Crazily I ran upstairs to my bedroom and rushed to my window. There I saw him sitting outside his yard on the bench sipping some wine I guess and his woman approached him and gave him a massage as she then went before him whining in a lingerie. They are going to make out, and I ain't going to be watching. I closed my curtains quickly and this had to be the end of my day. What's the time? 19h03, I'm three minutes late to my sleep.
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" Your workplace." He implied formally and was leaving when I thought we could talk longer. " Wanna have a cup of coffee, just a gesture to show my gratitude." I scowled out as he walked then turned and smiled then left. He looked not okay. Seems like he's a troubled man. Right when he reached his gate his woman came out and I think they argued. I mean she had been staring at the window since he came out. She might be the problem but why should I interfer? I immediately went in and held my purse closer to my heart feeling him close to my heart. Still had questions, wondered whether we work in the sane company. I mean it's a huge company with msby departments and trust me most I don't even know. Why did he even say his company? Anyways I got in to my dining room, boredly sat on the couch and thought about him whom I saw. Whom I have been fancying to see after so long. His accent kept on ringing in my mind, his voicing clicking. I can't stand it. I want to see him again. Crazily I ran upstairs to my bedroom and rushed to my window. There I saw him sitting outside his yard on the bench sipping some wine I guess and his woman approached him and gave him a massage as she then went before him whining in a lingerie. They are going to make out, and I ain't going to be watching. I closed my curtains quickly and this had to be the end of my day. What's the time? 19h03, I'm three minutes late to my sleep.
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