Today I Choose Love

Coffee and Phone Numbers

I stirred the stirring stick to make sure all the sugar in the coffee dissolved. Sip by sip I felt myself calm down and forget about the horrendous portfolio sitting on the desk. Sadly, the peacefulness only lasted a while. I angrily look through the portfolio filled with photos from the photography shoot yesterday and tossed it across the door.

Isn't this just a wonderful morning?

I made my way to the coffee pot. I was about to brew some more coffee when I felt Lissette, my best friend, lay her head on my back.

"What's up with you? You seem so... ugh."

"Gee thanks," I reached over to the top cabinets on my tippy toes trying to get the stale sugar that no one bothers to replace and poured some in my cup "Angelina is going to hate the photographs. We are doomed." I said.

"Don't forget that she's in an extra bitchy mood since a huge "boyfriend"/ huge project partner is coming to town", she said making air quotation marks.

I glared at her and rolled my eyes, "You still think she's a lesbian do you?"

She grabbed my hand and we made our way to our cubicle

"You never knooooow."

Three hours and five cups of coffee later...

"Okay I think it's okay...Right?"

Lissette and I sighed. We've been trying to fix this stupid portfolio for the past hours. We are only interns and yet we are more committed to The New York Times compared to many of their workers. We went crazy around downtown trying to fix the bad photos. It was an adventure.

"Okay, but did you see that handsome guy at the coffee shop?" Lissette exclaimed, "He was totally looking at you!"

I cackled. "Yeah, he was looking at me because I was pointing my big Canon at his face."

She slapped my head and motioned to my wrist "What is this I see on your wrist, Darlene? Is this not a number from the cute guy we just saw at the coffee shop?"

I cocked my eyebrow and laughed. "He only gave me his number because he wanted to see how the pictures came out, Lissette calm down."

We soon arrived to The NY Times with inviting ambiance... kidding everyone here was a bitch just like Angelina. Speak of the devil...

"Darlene I believe I asked these portfolios to be done by 3 o'clock... It's 3:30!"

"But they're done see we had to fi-"

"Follow me," She quickly interrupted "I want you to meet my boyfriend Harry Styles, the man you will be working for these upcoming 2 months... please try your best to not ruin things he's a big part of this project we are doing so don't mess it up I know how idiotic interns can be"

Lissette and I looked at each other. I could already feel the stress overtaking my body. We followed her to her office. I was looking down at the white marble tiles on our way to Satan's den when Lissette let out a loud gasp. I looked at her and her eyes were glued to the man upon us.

"Darlene, Lissette this is Harry."

It was him... the cute guy from the coffee shop. Lissette looked back at me giving me the "you're screwed" look.

Fuck.

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