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The week after that, Dana and I haven't met nor spoke. That didn't stop me from sending her positive messages everyday though and she would respond with a smiling emoji. There are times when some of her employees would come here in the shop and upon listening (not eavesdropping, okay?) on their conversation, it's like it's one of the busiest months of the year. One blonde girl who works in their artistic department also mentioned something about a mid-year business plan.
"long face, huh?" – Peter slid on the empty chair across me. I was peeling cucumbers for the pickle we decided to make at this time of night. 10:42 pm and both of us are still as active as an owl.
"i don't know what you're talking about."
"she hasn't messaged you yet?"
I shook my head, and he looked at me with a meaningful stare. Which was uncomfortable because it went on for almost a minute… and maybe more. I stopped slicing cucumbers.
