A whole list of over procrastinated chores and routine errands lay untouched on my desk. I had about 15 assignments due that had to be turned in soon. The deadline was less than a week away. Considering the fact that my boss, Marjorie would make my life a living hell if I didn't turn them in and run her errands on time.
From the perfect temperature of decaf coffee to the crisp collared shirts for meetings, all of this was upto me. Marjorie was a perfectionist, a very pretentious one in my opinion. Half the time I felt that she only did this to nag me.
Either ways I had no time to waste and a whole bunch of stuff to do. So I got off my desk (which was practically where I lived 24/7 for the past week) and followed my morning routine. Which basically consisted of me doing my toilet business and scrambling through the office refrigerator for leftovers. The fact that finding a large bag chocolate chips cookies from Garrets' brought me immense happiness, amused me.
So I had my "breakfast" and headed out to finish a few chores. I went to the grocery store, then to Marjories lawyer, her mother in laws house (to drop off a cheap get well soon card) and lastly I went to the dry cleaners.
I gave Ms Benson the receipt for Marjories shirts. As I waited for her to rummage through the hangers, I looked at my surrounding and something just stood out. I noticed the tailor sitting in the cabin next door. This young man had Something about him that made him a misfit at such a workplace. His name tag read 'colton jackmorr' l. His behaviour seemed rather extremely peculiar. From his worn out vest
and sweatpants to his barely visible, scruffy beard, the very look of him gave me chills. But those eyes, never have I seen eyes so pearly and livid. His body was eminently symmetrical. And he had the physique of your average 21 year old boy. His hair was an angelic brown. That satisfying brown that appears on your perfectly toasted bread.
"I SAID THAT WILL BE 3.25 SIR!", Said Ms. Benson slamming the hangers with the shirts on the counter. "Huh?!...OH I'm so sorry" I ransacked my wallet in search of the exact change. I took the shirts, gave her the money, and After catching one last glimpse of his alluring face i left quickly.
after an entire day of work I got back home and sat down to rest. I couldn't stop thinking about this boy all day. Ahh Colton jackmorr. What was this feeling. I hadn't experienced it in a long time now, since my last boyfriend discovered that he isn't gay. I was wondering if he managed to catch a glimpse of me. I wasn't dressed in my best today , neither did I have the time to put on my contact lenses. So i was just a guy with hair dyed blue, nerdy glasses, jeans and a star wars t shirt. Why would a guy like colton jackmorr even care to strain his eyes to look at me. maybe, just maybe down some road of my crazy imagination, we both were meant to be. "OH Sebastian, you are tired and sleepy" I said to myself. Looking at the time I realised It was 2 am and It would be favourable at this hour for me to sleep. So I did.
Just as I kept my glasses on my night stand, my phone buzzed. What I saw next blew my mind and I started spazzing out. WAS THIS REALLY HAPPENING?!!!...omfg.
