Preparations

I kept wondering what kind of a "date" Aren meant, and how was it supposed to be my assignment? I sat at the workshop, and for the first time, I couldn't focus on the job. I did some easy tasks automatically, but the parts that needed an individual approach took me longer than ever to fix.

"What is wrong with you today?" Norton frowned. "You've never worked so slowly before."

His comment pulled me out of my daze. I felt guilty. I had never acted sloppily in my job, and I even let someone like Mr. Always Quiet Norton point it out.

"I'm sorry..." I mumbled like a scolded schoolgirl.

"Norton, cut the girl some slack." Alan came to my rescue, handing me a fresh mug of coffee. "Can't you see she's thinking about a guy?"

"I'm... what?" I laughed hysterically.

Alan grinned wickedly, pointing at my flushed cheeks. "See, I was right. There is a guy. So... who is he?" He blinked his eyes, leaning over me.

"I… He…"

I panicked. I wasn't prepared to tell them anything, but since Aren and I