Les Twins Imagines (Les Twins Fanfic)

Work Hard, Play Hard

Casey

I look at my watch and smile as the second hand ticked past 12. "Finally time for lunch." I turn on my heels towards the door of my office. A quick look back to be sure I didn't leave anything and headed out the door and locked it behind me. I walk down the halls of my Firm on my way out the doors to the lobby. I stand in front of the elevator and press the down button, patiently waiting to get on.

Casey is busy waiting that she cant tell that Larry Bourgeois is walking up behind her with one of his assistants Kyle.

"Looks like someone let the dogs out." Larry said with a slight chuckle in his voice, also earning a smug laugh from Kyle. Casey gave them both a dirty look and then turned attention to her open toed shoes. She made a disgusted sound effect and flipped her slick black pony tail. "Looks like someone ordered their suit from Baby's R Us again." Casey said behind her coffee. Kyle accidently let out a small laugh which made Larry's face grow sour. He turned his head and snapped his finger in Kyle's direction, signaling him to shut up. Casey hummed a small tune to herself out of satisfaction of her come back.

Finally the doors opened up and all three of them stepped inside. The tension between Larry and Casey was really thick, especially sense they both were up for the same promotion and between the both of them, they had the highest numbers of sales for the company and no faults. The only thing that would break their tie would be number of Sponsors in the last year. Casey knew she had it in the bag, but was still filled with a bit of doubt because she heard talk of Larry getting two more over the weekend.

K: So boss I was thinking that you should postopone that meeting with the Chief of Police for that non violence symposium and push it to 4pm which leaves you free for your afternoon schedule.

L: And how much time is that?

K: Um between 2 and 3 sir.

"Hmm, that sounds perfect." Larry said as he gave a smirk to Casey, who responded by rolling her eyes. She tried to take an imaginary sip of coffee out of her cup even though it was empty. She just needed something to do at the moment. Soon the doors opened to the downstairs lobby allowing them all freedom and for others to get on. Casey made her way through the revolving doors to catch a taxi to the Starbucks down the street. Larry and Kyle were close behind as their driver opened the door to a BMW. Kyle routinely got in while Larry watched as Casey was hailing down a cab.

L: Hey! Come ride Princess!

C: No thank you Satan!

L: Why I got to be all that?!

Casey didn't answer him because she was busy getting into a cab. "Step on it please. 73rd and 5th." She told the driver. The cab sped off down the street leaving Larry to just get inside his fancy ride and go about his business.

The bell above the door rang as I entered inside the Starbucks. Mmmm fresh smell of brewed coffee was amazing as always, as well as the familiar presence of young college kids on laptops stealing wifi. Ahh. I remember those days. Casey proceeded to the counter as she glanced at the menu, battling with herself if she wanted to try something new or go with the same old thing. She had no more time to decide because the young girl in front of her stepped to the side. She walked up to the cashier.

W/v: Hello Ma'am welcome to Starbucks what will you be having today?

C: Um I think I'll have t-

L: A Grande Java Chip, extra chips, extra whip cream, and a Ham and Swiss sandwhich to go.

Casey looked at Larry with an almost horrified expression. "You've got to be kidding me. How did you get here so fast?" she asked. He sat at the table with his right leg over his left knee, his pant legs exposing his grey socks. He swirled a finger around his coffee cup. The sound of his voice made it no better. His thick French accent was the perfect bit of arrogance that got her blood boiling like it always did. Casey wanted to choke the life out of him but the cashier interrupted her angry thoughts.