It had been a while since I'd properly worked, so I arrived at the office early the next day.
To my surprise, Carol was already there, tidying up my office. When I entered, she exclaimed, "Chloe, you're back? I missed you so much!"
"Yeah, I'm back." I stepped in with a refreshing smile, feeling a weight lifted off my shoulders.
"Did everything go smoothly?" she asked, then chuckled. "I guess that's a redundant question. I can tell from your expression that things went well."
"You're sharp. Bring me the proposal for old Bourdamun that Ryan prepared. I'm back to work properly this time."
As soon as I said that, I realized it might be too early for me to be sure of that.
"Oh..." I coughed awkwardly, trying to cover up, "Um... I'll have to leave again on Wednesday."
Carol looked at me with a knowing smile. "Do you have to go to Gerby again?"
"How do you know everything?" I glanced at her and nodded. "Yes, I have to go again. Good things must be seen through to the end."
Carol gave me a thumbs up and smiled, "That's right, it's your call. I'll get the documents for you right away."
With that, she turned and briskly walked out. I relaxed into my chair, enjoying the pleasant atmosphere.
The office was clean and fresh, inviting me to roll up my sleeves and get to work.
Suddenly, I remembered I needed to call Atticus to arrange a meeting as soon as possible to finalize some project details so I wouldn't have to postpone things again on Wednesday.
Just as I picked up the phone, it started ringing. It was Poppy calling. I wondered why she had taken an interest in me.
"Hello," I answered the call.
"Chloe, are you in your office?"
"Yeah, I'm here," I replied truthfully.
"There's nothing major, but just a minor issue," she said, disappointed.
"What is it? Can you tell me over the phone?" I asked tentatively. "I'll do my best to help if it's something I can handle."
"I want to meet you in person," she said, then chuckled.
"Let's wait until I come back next week."
"Alright. You really are busy. I thought we could hang out since I came a couple of days early.”
"I'd like to rest well too, but fate has other plans. Busy life and I have no choice." I joked with a self-deprecating tone. "Rain check?"
"Okay. Just don't brush me off," Poppy teased me.
But for me, her words were just a joke.
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