Be Quiet And Don T Even Smile In The Office Novels & Stories

I hear myself say. The observation slips out before I can filter it. Old habits. Old training. Look closer. Analyze. File away. He blinks. “I’m sorry?” “You don’t smile,” I repeat. “Not really. You do a thing with your mouth that suggests you’re aware a smile is expected.” “That’s… specific,” he says, a little thrown. “Specificity is my area,” I say. “This job breeds it.” “Maybe I’m just tired,” he says.

The food arrived, and we ate in comfortable silence for a while. After a few bites, Liam spoke softly. “You’ve been quiet today.” “Work,” I said. “And… everything.” He nodded slowly, watching me. “You’re thinking about how complicated this is again.” “I can’t help it,” I admitted. “Every time I see you at the office, I have to remind myself not to smile too much. Not to look at you too long. It’s exhausting.” He reached across the table, his hand brushing mine briefly... just a touch, quick enough that no one would notice, long enough that I felt it all the way through me.

“One that is too much of an addiction for any of us to resist.” He walked back into his office and left the door open. I sat back in my chair and started inputting data again. A chat bubble popped up. I clicked on it. ‘You shouldn’t frown so much when you work or I’ll have to come turn it into a smile.’ I turned to look at the office and I shook my head when there was a clear line of sight from his desk to mine. ‘Take your own advice, Mr. Waterman. Pretty sure you're not wearing a smile either.’

“You see, I was quiet when I asked. But with that tone, you’re gonna alert the whole office of your shenanigans.” Oh, this woman. “There is no shenanigans!” A secret smile rests on her face, and she winks. “Got it.” “No.” I shake my head. “You don’t got it. We don’t do that in the office.” Even as I say that, my cheeks flush when I recall our kisses, and that first night. God, Micah is a little too disciplined. Honestly, I wouldn’t mind a little office shenanigans. “Say that to the blush on your face.”

"The most dangerous person in a room isn't the one holding the gun, it’s the one who has been smiling at your back while your world falls apart." The office is still, save for the hum of the air filtration system. Liam is slumped in his chair, eyes glazed over as he stares at the terminal. I don’t give him the luxury of grief. I don’t have time for the man he was. I walk to the center of the room, my boots heavy on the floor, and I feel it—that old, dormant, biting instinct to dominate.

She backed up, gave me space. “What’s with the smile?” I asked, voice low. She blinked. “Nothing. I'm Just in a good mood.” “You don’t get to be in a good mood.” That smile wobbled. She turned her back, walked toward the little window, arms crossed tight over her chest. “Is that a rule now?” she asked. “No smiles?” I stared at her back. The way her shoulders curved in, like she was hiding something under that calm surface. “You’re being too fucking quiet lately,” I said. “Too sweet. Too easy.”

“But I’m not overworking today. I was just getting ready to go home.” “Good.” He didn’t move from the door. He just watched me as I gathered my things. My phone. My charger. The mug Lia gave me. I could feel his eyes on me the whole time, steady and warm, and my hands got clumsy. I dropped my pen. Bent to pick it up. When I straightened, he was smiling a little. “What?” I said. “Nothing.” “You’re smiling.” “Am I not allowed to smile?” “Not at me like that. In the office.” I pointed at him with the pen. “We have rules.”

Not enough for anyone else. Hopefully. I kept my expression neutral trying to act his words didn't affect me. "What do you mean by that sir?" Raymond smiled, the kind of smile that never reached his eyes. "You look pretty well for someone who got shut!" The office suddenly felt smaller and more dangerous. I forced myself to remain calm. "I just had time to rest." "I’m sure you did." Silence followed, heavy silence.... The kind that made every second feel longer. Then Raymond folded his hands together.

There was a sly smile on Chika's face. The man was unusual. Lately he is often silent and his face often shows anxiety, as if something is constantly bothering him. even when in the office, he doesn't look cheerful — he is usually always cheerful so that his employees share his enthusiasm. Instead of having a positive impact, this man is now the talk of the employees.

Lisa smiled at herself "Hmm the smells fishy, that's cute though. The legendary Lisa got a boyfriend" Ariana said with a smile on her face. "Oh! The break is off," Lisa said as she stared at her watch. "Chao!" She said before they walked out. The undying silence was back in her office. Practically only her phone kept her sane in this office. The worst part about all this was that the doors were soundproof, So you can not even listen to the chattering of the other employees. The main idea about the soundproof glad was to not distract you from your work but if your work is done you remain in an ungodly silence.