52| us against the world

Liana Moore

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It wasn't a good night after I missed Oliver by the beach. I know I could have called him for us to meet but I chose to let it be. I went back to the room hoping to sleep but I did not. Or maybe I did, but too late.

I woke up feeling scrambled. The little sanity in me wanted a good cup of coffee, or something with chocolate, or better still, Oliver.

I took my morning routine, getting ready for my shift. I woke up earlier than before but I was pretty sure that I looked like an abandoned dog in the street. Probably dead. I needed a good sleep.

I dragged my feet to the office building. I made sure I used the route that I would be lucky enough to fall into Oliver, that was in case he was still around. But lack was not on my side, cause what I received were stares I got from everyone I met on my way.

I had to double-check my outfit. A good pair of official trousers and a nice woolen sweater couldn't have been a problem, right? Or maybe the trouser shrank my ass. I could on