"You're shit out of luck Elijah, I'm not filing complaints anymore."
"Mr.Ray, I-"
"Go make the goddamn sale Elijah! Stop coming in here complaining, you extra."
Ray was a goddamn bitch. He knew he as the boss had the only complaint papers in the whole damn office.
His pain wouldn't be recognized.
He'd be ignored.
Like he is now.
" They stole all my work supplies and then they put my desk in the hallway and Jacob tried to trip me this morning….but Im extra?" Elijah's eyes filled with water.
"Go to your car and cool off. You talking shit all the time." Mr.Ray shrugged off his jacket and sat down.
"I talk shit? But I'm defending myself a litt-"
"Bye Elijah. Leave me alone. Make my money."
"Guess you're my pimp." Elijah rolled his eyes.
"What's that Elijah?"
"Nothing Daddy." He walked away from his open door.
Ray looked confused.
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"Elijah snitching again!" Jacob winked and then laughed as Chres and him went to fax some papers.
"Jacob smelling like booty juice again!" Ej said in the same tone putting two thumbs up. "Jacob, need soap and water again. Jacob do you know what a shower is? Do you know what soap is? You smell like a damn hill Billy."
Chresanto was dying laughing. But not for long.
"And Chresanto you look like one."
Chres frowned.
Elijah wanted to throw his coffee on them but he knew his 5 dollar Starbucks was worth way more than them so he decided to walk off instead.
"Whatever fag." Jacob whispered and Elijah just ignored them.
"Elijah stop talking shit!" Ray yelled from his office.
Elijah was going to break at any second.
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"I made the sale." Elijah told Ray at the end of the day.
"Good."
"I want a cookie for it." Elijah joked but was hoping he'd get praise.
"No. This is your job-"
"Oops. I'm just kidding Mr.Dassit."
"Dassit?" Ray was getting his bags together to leave but actually stopped at the nick name.
"Yeah your demeanor….is like dassit. There's nothing to you. Just emptiness and greed. Dassit. Don't care about me being bullied. Just suck it up Elijah. Dassit. Work your ass off and bend backwards and no more filing for harassment and bullying in the work place. Dassit. Dassit. Dassit."
Ray sarcastically snapped his fingers, "Good for you Elijah. You can do poetry. Goodnight." Mr.Ray walked passed him his long hair blowing with each of his speedy steps.
"Bitch nigga." Elijah whispered to himself.
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Suites&ties | Raylijah
Romance"That damn office is chaos." My grandmother told me. "The golden rule is , all is fair in the world of suites and ties...."
