LOGINThe next day, Jordy was in the kitchen eating quietly when his phone began to ring beside his plate.
He glanced at the screen.
Unknown number.
For a second he almost ignored it, assuming it was one of those random calls that wasted people’s time, but something told him to answer.
He wiped his hand quickly and picked up.
“Hello?”
“Good morning. Am I speaking with Jordy?”
He straightened immediately. “Yes, spea
After what happened at the party, Jordy changed.Not loudly.Not in any way he had to explain.But he changed.He stopped standing too close to Lucas during work. He no longer drifted into the same spaces Lucas occupied during break. If Lucas was arranging stock in one aisle, Jordy suddenly found urgent business in another. If Lucas was already in the locker room, Jordy moved slower outside until he came out.It was subtle enough that no one should have noticed.Unfortunately, people noticed everything in that warehouse.Lucas, however, said nothing.He behaved exactly the same as always—calm, quiet, unreadable. He did his work, answered when spoken to, and never once asked Jordy why the air between them had turned colder.That somehow made it worse.One afternoon, Mr. Bello pointed toward a stack of boxed goods near the loading bay.“Jordy, move those to the back.”Jordy nodded aut
The warehouse party arrived faster than Jordy expected.For three straight days, people talked about little else. Some cared about the manager leaving. Most cared about the promised food. Tobe openly admitted he only attended staff gatherings when snacks were involved, while Ina claimed she was going mainly to judge everyone’s outfits.By the afternoon of the event, the back section of the warehouse had been rearranged with plastic tables, chairs, drinks, and trays of food. Decorations were simple, but enough had been done to make it feel different from a normal workday.Even Mr. Bello looked less severe than usual.Jordy stood near the drinks table with Sara while watching Tobe attempt to impress Ina by dancing badly to the music.“He has no shame,” Jordy said.“He misplaced it years ago,” Sara replied.There were speeches first.The outgoing manager thanked everyone for their effort and patience. Some people clapped sincerely
It happened on an ordinary afternoon.The kind of shift where nothing dramatic seemed likely.Jordy was sorting packages into labeled stacks while half listening to Tobe argue with Ina about whose turn it was to buy lunch. Sara was nearby checking inventory sheets, occasionally insulting both of them without looking up. Lucas, as always, worked in focused silence a few feet away, moving cartons with his usual speed and precision.Everything felt routine.Then someone from another section wheeled in a fresh stack of goods too quickly.The trolley clipped the edge of a pallet.One carton shifted.Then another.Before anyone could react, a heavy package slid off the top and dropped directly onto Lucas’s hand where it rested against the table.The sound of impact was sharp enough to make everyone flinch.Lucas jerked back instantly.Ina gasped.Tobe swore loudly.Jordy was already moving bef
The moment they heard voices approaching from the other end of the storage area, both Jordy and Lucas reacted instantly.They quickly pushed themselves up from the fallen pile of packaged goods, brushing dust from their uniforms and straightening their shirts as though nothing unusual had happened.By the time two workers turned the corner, Lucas was already lifting another box with his usual calm expression.Jordy copied him immediately, grabbing the nearest crate and pretending to focus on work.Neither of the workers seemed to notice anything strange. They only greeted them casually before walking past.Jordy let out a slow breath once they were gone.The rest of the task was finished in silence.When they returned to the station with the load, Jordy kept glancing sideways at Lucas, half expecting a comment, a smirk, or some kind of teasing remark.But Lucas behaved as if nothing had happened.No awkwardness.N
Jordy got home that evening feeling the weight of his first full workday in every part of his body. It was not the kind of exhaustion that came from being shouted at or overworked like the fast-food place. This one felt steadier, almost satisfying, like he had actually done something useful.He stepped into the living room and found his mother seated with a visitor, both women deep in conversation and laughing over something he had clearly missed.“There he is,” his mother said the moment she saw him. “How was your first day?”Jordy adjusted the strap of his bag and smiled faintly. “It was good. Better than I expected.”“That is nice,” the visitor said warmly. “You look tired though.”“I am tired,” Jordy replied honestly.His mother laughed. “Go and freshen up. Food is in the kitchen.”“Okay.”He started up the stairs, then muttered
Jordy arrived at the warehouse earlier than necessary.He had left home with enough time to spare because there was no chance he was going to be late on his first official day. The excitement that had carried him all week was still there, mixed now with nerves that sat quietly in his stomach.The warehouse looked even larger in the early morning light. Trucks moved in and out through the gate, workers walked briskly across the compound, and the whole place already felt alive before the day had fully begun.He adjusted the strap of his bag and headed inside.At the reception area, a few unfamiliar faces stood waiting. Judging by their awkward expressions and neatly dressed appearances, Jordy guessed they were new hires too.He was right.They were soon gathered together and led to the head of staff’s office. The room was spacious, practical, and lined with shelves full of files. Behind the desk sat a stern-looking woman who somehow managed to
The ride felt… different.Not quiet in an awkward way, and not loud either.Just calm.The kind of calm that settled between two people who didn’t need to force conversation to fill the space. The road stretched ahead of them, the early daylight casting a soft glow through the windshield as the car
Jordy didn’t expect the feeling to settle in the way it did.
“Finally,” Matt’s voice came through the phone, filled with exaggerated relief. “I thought I was never going to hear your voice again.”Jordy laughed softly, already smiling as he lay on his bed, one leg bent and the other stretched out. “It’s been
Matt slowed the car to a stop in front of Jordy’s house.For a moment, neither of them moved.The quiet hum of the engine filled the space between them, but it felt louder than it should have. Like it was breaking something fragile neither of them wanted to touch.Jordy glanc







