
"He he he... I didn't know Secretary Lynn, as I picked up her bouquet and turned around for a bit. Just remember to ask his name but that guy's been to the hunt walking away!". Mr. Security Guard laughed innocently while scratching his non-itchy head.
"All right then, thank you sir." Lynn looked at the bouquet and smiled faintly.
The security guard smiled and returned to his place. Lynn looked at the left and right sides of her desk, full of piles of paper.
Lynn took a breath in seeing her work piling up, Lynn looked at her favorite bouquet of flowers. Lavender flowers, there is a letter tucked on the sidelines of the flower.
Lynn took out the letter, glancing at the brown and the stuffed rabbit. On the outside plastic stuffed rabbits are already hanging letters, put bouquet letters on the table. Lynn pulled it and read it straight away.
......*Happy Birthday my little rabbit......
...the 20♡. Sorry I can't go home to celebrate with you. But, Don't worry, this handsome brother of yours will be home soon so look forward to it....
...Don't forget to take care of his health!...
^^^^^Devlan Cornelius*~^^^^^
"I'm never wrong." Lynn muttered with a light laugh, lifting the letter up high.
Srak...
Two pieces of tickets and one small piece of paper fell to the floor, Lynn crouched down to pick it up. Lynn's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of the two tickets in her hands.
"Wow blackstar exhibition ticket."
A heavy voice came from behind Lynn's back, Lynn raised her head to see who the owner of the voice was.
Pieter retreated away, smilingly watching Lynn. Lynn was still in a crouching state while standing up.
"Sir Pieter are you looking for Mr. Alfred, he's in his room right now." Lynn said she hid the exhibition tickets behind her.
"Gtat..."
Lynn tilted her head confused about Pieter, Pieter tried to hold back her laughter.
But can't, Pieter laughed off without realizing that there was a pair of eyes had noticed Lynn's behavior from earlier until the arrival of Pieter in his room.
"Do you like it so much? Take it easy I won't take it." Pieter put her hand in her pants pocket.
"Then I'll just take this box of chocolates." Pieter took the chocolate on the table and walked into Alfred's room.
Lynn could not stop Pieter, only to let her chocolate be taken away. Lynn read the bouquet letter.
Lynn's facial expression turned stiff, Lynn folded the letter again, staring at her favorite flower. Sighing tiredly, Lynn realized she could not escape forever.
"Well... Escaping won't solve the problem." Lynn muttered inserting the letter into a bouquet of flowers.
...🍒🍒🍒...
Lynn stretched her body, she had been staring at the computer screen for hours to finish piling up on the table.
Lynn smiled broadly, the pile on her desk was half gone even though not all of it.
Lynn swerved left and right, the atmosphere was quiet as usual, glancing at the wall clock showed at nine o'clock in the evening.
"The message is quiet, it's past the hour of work." Mumbled Lynn tidied up her things, not forgetting to put her rabbit in the bag.
Lynn carried a bouquet of flowers and walked down the corridor, the elevator door closed. Lynn was standing too far away from the elevator screaming for help.
"Please hold the elevator." Lynn shouted, approaching the elevator.
An outstretched hand prevented the elevator door from closing, the elevator door automatically opened again slowly showing the person inside.
Lynn smiled awkwardly, wanting her to turn around instead of face to face with Alfred standing in front of her.
Alfred stared at Lynn sharply, his hands in his pants pocket creating a gripping atmosphere.
Lynn stepped in, standing behind Alfred. Lynn hugged the bouquet tightly, taking slow breaths so as not to disturb Alfred.
"You know, I'm not going in!" Lynn cried out in the corner of her heart.
In the elevator it was very awkward no one spoke between Alfred or Lynn. Lynn was leaning against the corner lamenting her heavy day.
"Hey... Little boy why are you following me?"
Alfred's question suddenly made Lynn confused, Lynn looked at Alfred who was taller than herself.