Same Old Things [Two Years Later]

[Two years later.]

"You are late." 

Blake spoke up without even looking up from his laptop's screen. His fingers were swiftly moving over the keys, hitting one at a time. 

"Sorry." A guilt filled reply made its way into his ears. Though the words sounded genuine, they were still not able to move the man. 

He didn't even blink let alone shift his eyes to the figure who was standing on the other side of his table. 

"Your sorry doesn't change the fact that you are late." He added with contempt. "Are you forgetting the fact that I hate people who don't care about being punctual?" 

His words left the person with nothing to reply with. She continued to stand in the same spot with her head bowed forward and her eyes looking down at the floor. Her hands were holding each other behind her back and her posture was as straight as a rod.