Nine

“Hi Elyyyy my friend!” I paused typing my report on my laptop when someone suddenly spoke on my phone. I saw Alexis’ name on the screen, as it was set to auto-answer when on my speed dial.

“Oh, you witch, why are you only showing up now? Why have you been absent for two days?” I scolded her. The background went silent, so I furrowed my brow.

“I just had some things to take care of, you witch, and I filed for a three-day leave,” she said, laughing on the other line.

“So, you’re absent until tomorrow?” I asked while still typing on the keyboard. I’ve already done half of my work for the day; I’m almost finished, and I still need to make copies of everything before organizing them in the cabinets. It’s past six in the evening, overtime again.

“Mhmm,” I sighed, knowing what she was going to say next.

“There’s a problem,” I concluded.

“Huh? Who? Where?” I sighed even though she couldn’t see me.

“You,” I said, which made her silent. “Gotcha,” I added, then laughed.

“Freak,” she laughed back