I think we have a few more drinks. Everything around me turns thousands and everything is laughter. We move to the sound of Little Mix's Power song. We are singing or rather shouting as retarded. Let go that my house is well separated from the others. I move like the stripper that I am, my movements are sensual even when I'm drunk.
"I want you to teach me to dance like that," says Luciana, trying to imitate me. "My boyfriend will be delighted with a private dance." I burst out laughing and Julia alike.
—When I have time to teach — I keep moving until the song reaches its end.
"Truth or dare?" Asks Julia.
"Right," I answer immediately.
"Are you a virgin?" "Luciana and that big mouth.
"Yes," I blush a lot as she opens her eyes.
"But ... But you're a stripper." No offense, but you almost completely undressed in front of men, how come you are a virgin? "She looks at me in surprise.
"It's only true," I laugh and sip my drink.
"Truth or dare Julia?" Luciana says again.
"Right," she answers calmly.
"Do you like Tyler?" She blurts out the alcohol she was drinking and chokes. He starts coughing while I am dying of laughter.
"Yes," I deny, winking at him.
"And who is that?" Luciana asks, looking at us confused.
"The head of the accounting department." Julia drools every time she sees him pass in front of her stall — she commented amusedly.
"I'm not drooling, am I?" She asks in horror.
"Yes you do," I mutter to annoy her.
"But hey, right or dare Luciana?" Asks Julia.
"Challenge," she says when she sees the direction the truths take.
"I dare you to send a video of your boyfriend dancing" sexy "right now," I comment.
"How bad you are, Ariadna, you know I can't dance," she says indignantly.
"The camera is waiting for you," he murmured, tapping my cell phone.
Julia plays the song Earned It by The Weeknd. Julia is in a corner crying with laughter while Luciana looks at me with a murderous face and continues to try to look sexy, her body helps her because that is Luciana. It looks like a model with that body. Unfortunately, he dances very, very, too bad. I think that word doesn't exist in your dictionary. When the song ends I am crying with Julia with laughter.
"I hate you," she says embarrassed.
"Then you thank me for the detail for your boyfriend" she passes it to her cell phone and in front of our eyes, she sends it to her boyfriend.
"Truth or dare Ariadna?" Asks Julia.
"Challenge," I say quietly.
"I dare you to call your boss and sing him a love song." I look at her in horror, but her vengeful face tells me everything.
"I don't have his number," I remember quietly.
"But I do." Julia gives me a piece of paper and I want to kill her.
"Don't do this to me," I beg, but the devilish smiles they have to make me see that they're not interested in anything I say.
"Revenge is sweet," Luciana sings and Julia just enjoys it. I drink a whole bottle of whiskey and dial the number. One tone, two tones, and the motherfucker answers.
"Hello?" His voice is sleepy.
Before you, no
I didn't believe in Romeos, Julietas, dying of love
those dramas didn't steal my calm, but the story changed,
But this story changed me
I think alcohol is who works because I don't even know what I'm saying.
"Who's talking?" Asks her confused voice.
They say that you know if a love is true/ when it hurts as much as teeth in the soul. They say that ours is only temporary, but what do people know I feel when they are silent.
"Whoever you are, I'm not in the mood for fucking jokes." Julia and Luciana have their hands over their mouths, holding back laughter. His voice annoys me, it made me work all day!
Two-legged rat,
I'm talking to you
Julia hangs up and we all laugh out loud. God, I'm having so much fun. When we no longer give up, sleep overcomes us and we fall exhausted.
***
Piiii
Piiii
Piiii
Damn that stupid sound doesn't leave me alone.
Piii
Piii
I open my eyes and my head dances everywhere.
Piiii
I look at my cell phone and pick it up. 7:50 AM, I drop it as I close my eyes and snap them open.
"Julia, we'll be fired!" I yell and immediately regret it when my head throbs in pain. Julia wakes up disoriented and looks at the time, opens her eyes, and gets up holding her head. We both run upstairs. I take a quick shower and had to wash my hair as the alcohol didn't seem to end up in my system at all. More like all over my body.
When I go out I put on my work uniform and I comb my hair and leave it wet. I hate that. The water slowly wets my white shirt. I run downstairs looking for some damn pills that will solve my problem fast.
"I'm going to be fired." I see Julia who hands me a glass of coffee and the boys run down. I drive faster than I ever have. When I get to Alex's school I give him a kiss and go on my way. I look in the rear-view mirror at Julia coming behind me. When I arrive there is a car where I always park mine. I spent 15 minutes looking for where to leave it and my last option is to leave it next to the junk. Low and running I get to my post.
—Ariadna, the man said that as soon as you arrive he tells you to go to his office — my hangover has a doggy face on me and the last thing I want to do is see the face of the damned man. I don't know, but I feel as if what lies ahead after crossing that door are problems.
"Did he tell you what for?" I ask, feeling my head throb with pain.
"No, just go and see what you want," I nod to his gruff tone. If she were totally sober, I would have sung her mañanitas by being stupid.
I walk while making a sentence in my mind about not killing my boss. Remember Ariadna, you are too young and beautiful to go to prison. Besides that, you have a brother to support. When I approach the door I knock on it slowly.
"Come in," I enter with a friendly smile.
"What do you need me for, sir?" I ask in my kindest tone.
—Not because my father arrived at the hours he wanted, he will do it with me. Where is my coffee? Do you know how many times your phone has rung today? "I keep silent — you don't know that because you weren't in the position you should. I don't care if you have an excuse as to why you are late. I'm not interested. I want you to be at the right time, do you understand that or will I explain it to you with little apples? "My hands clench into fists and I try to keep calm so as not to finish him off right now.
"Anything else?" I ask angrily but trying not to convey it in my voice. This guy doesn't seem to have a damn nice side.
And you curse again.
"I want you to fix my schedule, since not even for your job it seems to work as it is." This Saturday there will be the company's anniversary party. I hope and have everything ready on that. I also want the statement of accounts and call the person in charge of the accounting area. Now I hope he works as he is and does not hang around — my eyes crystallize from the great anger I have. I want a ... Remember, no murderous thoughts.
"With permission," I commented turning around.
—Monroe — I turn around and look at him — a coffee too — don't you want a bomb, sir?
Since I entered this job, I have never, I swear, felt so bad about my position. Mr. Russell was kind of cold, but he was never a bastard like his son. He was a great boss. I miss him so much, he was always understanding with me, he helped me in what I needed and supported me in my decisions. More than a boss, he was like a friend to me. A tear runs down my eyes, but I wipe it away roughly. Oto wants to fuck me, fine, but I will too. I pick up the phone and dial the accounting area.
"Good morning, Tyler?" I ask as I look at the elevator like it's the most interesting thing in the world.
"He talks," pleases Julia's crush. A smile appears on my face when I remember it.
"Mr. Russell is waiting for you in his office." I tap the desk.
"I'll be right away, thanks," and hangs up. At least this one is educated.
"Anything else?" I ask angrily but trying not to convey it in my voice. This guy doesn't seem to have a damn nice side.
And you curse again.
"I want you to fix my schedule, since not even for your job it seems to work as it is." This Saturday there will be the company's anniversary party. I hope and have everything ready on that. I also want the statement of accounts and call the person in charge of the accounting area. Now I hope he works as he is and does not hang around — my eyes crystallize from the great anger I have. I want a ... Remember, no murderous thoughts.
"With permission," I commented turning around.
—Monroe — I turn around and look at him — a coffee too — don't you want a bomb, sir?
Since I entered this job, I have never, I swear, felt so bad about my position. Mr. Russell was kind of cold, but he was never a bastard like his son. He was a great boss. I miss him so much, he was always understanding with me, he helped me in what I needed and supported me in my decisions. More than a boss, he was like a friend to me. A tear runs down my eyes, but I wipe it away roughly. Oto wants to fuck me, fine, but I will too. I pick up the phone and dial the accounting area.
"Good morning, Tyler?" I ask as I look at the elevator like it's the most interesting thing in the world.
"He talks," pleases Julia's crush. A smile appears on my face when I remember it.
"Mr. Russell is waiting for you in his office." I tap the desk.
"I'll be right away, thanks," and hangs up. At least this one is educated.
I go to the coffeepot and make the coffee. By "mistake" I add a lot of salt to the coffee. I walk up to where the boss and enter.
"Here's the coffee, sir." My voice comes out naturally, although I'm suppressing a laugh.
"Get out," I close the door slowly, leaving it slightly open for the show. Oto drinks the coffee and immediately spits it out and glares at the door. I run to my post and pretend I'm working.
"What the hell is wrong with him ?! Do you want to lose your job ?! - he yells and all heads poke out to look.
"What are you talking about sir?" I ask innocently.
"From the damn salted coffee, you just gave me." My head throbs and I hold it.
"Can you lower your voice?" I ask annoyed.
"I'm the boss and I do whatever I damn well want!"
"Sir ... can I continue with my work? I remind you that you left me a lot to do." He gives me one last look and leaves. I laugh so hard I'm afraid he will hear me.
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