You, Me, & BuzzFeed (Andrew Ilnyckyj)

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On a normal day, what would you think Grace Farrah would be doing? Probably stalking her co-worker until her eyeballs come right off of their sockets because of the sight she's been looking straight at since her third coffee at work.
Across the room, beside the copier, stands Andrew Ilnyckyj. He's a video producer here at Buzzfeed, he may not be the eye candy of the office but there is something that made me infatuated to him. Okay, I'd say more than that. I say he makes me melt with just his collared shirt and khaki pants and with his green eyes that are just too focused on the job which never fails to make me smile for a whole damn minute. I am basically love drunk for this guy that it makes me so confused.
Lily laughed loudly that I jumped up, straight awake from what I was doing. Jesus, this woman. "Like what you see, Farrah?" She wiggled her eyebrows at me as I rolled my eyes. "Okay, I won't judge you, we all get crushes here and there. Andrew? Oh yeah, you can totally hit that, I'm sure." I scoffed at what Lily said, "I'm not going out with Andrew. Ever for that matter. " I said in which she giggled. "Yeah, but who says you need to be together to tap that? I mean, One-nights are a thing now, Grace." I sighed, just imagine being with him. Three years of working here with him, never did we get to talk about anything other than work-related conversations which makes me think he is somewhat mysterious to me, yet it's sometimes nice to find an inspiration in the office.
But of course, not everything you happen. Yeah, Life's bullshit sometimes.

Lily eyed me for a while then rolled her eyes. "Okay, you've been eyeing him for like eight minutes now, it's time to talk to him!" I widened my eyes at the sentence. I can't even get near him, and this woman tells me to do the most horrific task anyone could ever given to me. I took a deep breath then let it out after a few seconds, I sighed it all out and started to look at him once more. I eventually got lost at my train of thought and didn't realize that Andrew is now staring at me, Shit.
Okay.
What's the worse that can happen? It's already fucking beginning. "Shit, Grace, he's looking at you, do something!" Her eyes widened and started grinning like this is the most phenomenal moment in history, and then she nudged me, spilling most of my coffee on my favorite shirt. WHATDAFUQ!? I turned to look at him and saw that he already gathered all of the papers he needed to pass and proceeded to walk with one last glance at us. I got no shot at this. Please let the earth swallow me and bury me alive. I rolled my eyes and saw that Lily turned quiet, I sighed "I need a drink." I mumbled and Lily sighed "Well, I know a male strip club just down the street if you're feeling horny." Lily shrugged at her idea. I thought about it then chuckled. I needed this. "Okay, We're getting drunk tonight, you're coming with me." Lily thought about it and said it was okay.

I tried to gather all of my strength to go back to my desk, I got most of the coffee out of my shirt which is still drenched in it. I looked beside my desk and saw Steven, busy with another Worth It episode with him and Andrew. I love to binge watch that series. It was very creative of them to think of the idea. Steven knows my crush towards him and sometimes teases me about it but I know he can keep a secret really well. Steven saw my huge dumb coffee stain and giggled.  "What happened to you?" Still laughing uncontrollably. I grumbled and explain what happened, Steven shook his head and told me to go to the merch cabinet. "But, I'm too lazy too walk." I grumbled and Steven shrugged "Grace, come on, nobody likes to see your yellow bra." My eyes darted to my shirt and saw that my bra was showing. I've been walking with my boobs showing and nobody decides to tell me? Why? I looked at Steven with a shocked face and saw him go back to his work. I covered myself up, and punched his arm at which he laughed at. Don't get me wrong, I thank Steven for telling me this, I just needed to punch anyone at the moment. I need to forget all of this.

I ran quickly to the merch cabinet with my hands trying to cover up my chest. Once I'm in, I closed the door of the closet then undressed myself, leaving me cold with my yellow bra which is not really yellow anymore, It's more of a pee-color with a little bit of wet poop. I need to get this washed soon.
I hunted for a medium sized hoodie, when suddenly... The frickin door opens. WHY? I gasped when I saw the last person I wanted to come here.

Andrew. Of course. "Grace? Why are you— Oh my God, um okay, I'll just—" Andrew got flustered. His cheeks reddened and tried to look at the other direction. I hurriedly got a hoodie and of course it's twice as big as my body. "I'm sorry, um, I'm just going to get a hoodie, because it's chilly, and by the way, I didn't see anything, I promise! I didn't see your yellow br—" Andrew halted at his sentence and got flustered again, it's starting to get really cute. He sighed in defeat and went to get the LAST size medium on the fourth shelf. If I could mentally face palm myself right now. I cleared my throat "I just would like to say that I don't mind that you saw what you saw." He chuckled nervously, "I'm sorry at what happened, but I think this should remain a secret?" He scratches the back of his head, flexing his biceps, and oh sweet baby cakes I'm going to faint. "Sure, deal." I chuckled nervously. We went full-on silent mode a few seconds later before I break it. "Okay, I'm just going to my desk. Now. See ya later." I laughed with a tinge of help-me-from-misery because I just experienced the worst of the worst.
I need coffee and champagne and whiskey after this.