FALLING 12: FALLING ELEVATOR

JULES’S POV

Good thing after the festival there’s no more big events coming up and we can relax, back to few reports and papers. No noise inside the office. No pile up papers and folders on my desk.

Finally.

“ms jules? Come to my room.” I almost choked because of sir romeo’s voice on the telephone. I am drinking coffee and thinking dee thoughts. “c-coming sir.” I said. I went to his office and find him in the sofa seating looking at me.

On the table I can see food, pastas to be exact and a bouquet of flowers. “what’s going sir?” I asked. “please sit down, ms jules. We’re just having lunch together.” He said. I sat down but on the opposite side.

“eat.” He said then he started eating so I did too. “how’s everything?” he asked. “everything is good. The mall is back to its operation and the office is quiet.” I answered.