Embracing second

"It's you! ?how come?"I  exclaimed as my smile grew even more that I couldn't contain my happiness. It was the same man, the drunk troublemaker I met the other night. I was hoping he would remember me but his facial expression was distant more like he was shocked at my behavior than I was really surprised about

"Any...problem?" he asked as if trying to know why I was reacting in such a way, I wasn't expecting that from him however his expression told me otherwise as if he didn't recognize me 'oh no' I muttered nearly face slamming myself at my silliness and he ignored me and walked towards his desk. My happy expression dropped as I gripped the form in my hands tightly and lowered my gaze as I proceeded to him. I guess he didn't recognize me. I let out a silent example and reached the desk but I didn't dare sit even though the man was sitting down in his chair looking at something on his computer

"Sit" he muttered which sounded more like an order, I hesitated befor