I walked into the kitchen, where I had been told Carol was waiting for me. Sure enough, she was standing near the counter when I had arrived. A frown was painted on my face when I saw her solemn expression.
"Carol," I acknowledged her. "What's going on?"
"I wanted to speak to you about (Y/N),"
"Okay. What's wrong?" I looked at Carol with serious eyes.
"I want to move her. Out of our current team," she sighed. "I can tell she doesn't like where she is right now, and Jasmine has been giving her a hard time,"
I widened my eyes. "Jasmine?"
"Yes," Carol shook her head. "They don't get along very well, and I want (Y/N) to enjoy her work. That's not happening when Jasmine's around,"
I sighed and shoved my hands into my pockets, shaking my head. Poor (Y/N), was being victimized - I honestly thought that her and Jasmine were good friends.
"What has Jasmine been doing?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Well, (Y/N) tells me that Jasmine always insults her - and once or twice, has spread horrible rumors about her sex life,"
"Ah," I shook my head again. "She doesn't have a sex life,"
Carol widened her eyes, keeping her focus on me. "How do you know?"
Suddenly, (Y/N) walked into the kitchen - brushing her small hands over her pants. She smiled at Carol.
"I'm done," she sighed. She looked, and sounded so tired.
"Thank you," Carol smiled at her.
"I'll make my way home now," (Y/N) smiled before turning around. Just as she began to walk out, I excused myself from Carol's presence - and caught up to the fine young lady that, I had to admit, I had a huge crush on.
"Wait!" I pulled (Y/N)'s hand. Unfortunately, I had underestimated the force of my pull - and (Y/N) was right against my chest. I saw her blush as she pulled away slightly. "Sorry," I whispered.
She laughed a little before I cleared my throat.
"Can we...talk?" I raised an eyebrow hopefully.
She nodded and bit her lip shyly.
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