Darcy: meetcute?

Navy stormed away without a second glance at me. The bouquet of white roses looked beautiful and lovely but it was quite confusing from whence it came. I had no boyfriend and I hadn’t yet made any friends.

Slowly, I advanced to the bouquet and picked up the card next to it.

“Congratulations on your first day at work- Paul”

“Who on earth is Paul?” I wondered aloud. If the card was not addressed to my name, I would have left it alone, just thinking about the size of it was discouraging.

I shuffled into the elevator, wrestling with the oversized bouquet of roses covering my face and making it hard to see what was in front of me.

The elevator dinged open and I stepped out, sauntering towards the exit by mere instincts.

I had almost made it to the exiting door when I suddenly bumped into something- or someone. His phone fell, clashing brutally against the glass door before dropping to the ground.

With a sigh, I slowly lowered my bouquet, wearing a regretful expression for the unintended