Legaxy
“This is my farewell, little one. I will see you… soon.”
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Those are the words that kept on haunting me to this second.
Theo may be good with words but they were never that confused as to what he had just said.
I'm like, seriously?
What does he mean that he will see me soon?
.....
Does he mean that he will go to my funeral after I was hanged?
Or does he mean that he will kill himself just to be with me?
No, neither.
.....
Theo has obligations, businesses to attend to and as much as he does not admit it to me, I can see that he has his Kingdom to worry about and I'm only a distraction.
Nothing more.
Regardless, I hurt the man...
I know that he has feelings for me, feelings of admira
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Michael Angelo 5 years… I sighed my frustration out as I was going through so much paperwork again. These damn files have not gone down since yesterday, and I am starting to think that I am neglecting my duties for the hundredth time today. Maybe, Maybe not… To tell you frankly, I was just being distracted - that's all. I sighed once again. No, wait. No more excuses! I got to set myself straight so to start it up, I rolled my sleeves up to my upper arm and took another set of files bound in a folder from my pile. Thus, I started. Unexpectedly, Rocky, my friend, and Gamma dash inside my office door and hide behind my chair. I shot him a bewildered look. When he did not answer me and motioned me to be quiet, and
Legaxy "Dyme!" Our General Manager, Ms. Susie Marina Dawn, calls out from her office. Hearing that familiar urgency from her tone, I automatically dropped every bit of work I had on hand and quickly walk towards her office's glass door — caring less for the loud click-clacking my silver-gray heels are making, as it hits the marble-tiled floor. When I got inside the well-lighted, white room, I calmly replied with a genuine smile, a “Yes Boss?” Sadly, she didn't look up. Instead, she shoved a few objects off her porcelain desk — I somehow catch some of it while moving closer to her side — and kept on rummaging her already scattered files. I even heard her grunt in an un-ladylike fashion and I knew from there, she was in a terrible mood. The tension, as she tries to relieve by rolling her shoulders, was even visible in her eyes — happens to be light blue, like the sky — as she frantically scans her desk. Judging by the
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Legaxy Friday was nearly coming to an end, and I'm still struggling on finishing the rest of my paperwork which, by the way, was piled up — two stacks to be exact — on my table. I've already done so much of it for half of the day. But, whatever I do to lessen up the clump, it keeps on adding up. I don't know if this is caused by some kind of magic tricks from my wicked 'friends', who submit late reports, or just colleagues taking advantage of my preoccupied state — THANKS TO SETH. But one thing's for sure, I am so behind already... And being behind like this, which never happened to me before — if I may add, will earn me a tough session with Ms. Dawn since she, like every boss there is, loathes lethargic people. Most especially, those who procrastinate. I'm sure I'm not one of those people — honestly speaking... I'm just that typical employee who gets a bit 'distracted', but surely enough knows how to bounce back once r
LegaxyThere are two things I love about Ms. Dawn…One is her sense of CREATIVITY towards work, which I honestly envy and admire at the same time.And two, her sense of HUMOR...Didn't expect that, haven't you?But yes, you heard me right. Ms. Dawn, behind the hard and serious exterior of a Queen boss, is a cheerful and genuine funny lady.She's amazingly witty and tends to joke around when boredom strikes her. However, depending on the level of tedium she has, her jests could go from hilariously silly, to real crazy.Don't worry though, she doesn't have any psycho background or something — a perfectly stable woman...Besides that, she's also a huge tease, and do listen when I say be careful with that side of her. Especially, when you're a hot-headed individual.Why?You see, whe