Emily's soul mate

WHAT HAPPENED TO EMILY?

"Gee!"

Emily deleted all the scribbles on the screen iMac karrna was not in accordance with the theme written in her notes.

The picture also looks irregular. Mr. Galen must have been tampering with Emily never to fix it.

"Why are you, Em? From the picture, delete the picture, delete. It's like your lunch hour picture ain't no one yet." Cecar Faisal turned his chair and faced Emily.

"No idea!" Emily is upset. The girl took off the chocolate wrapper she took from the drawer, ate the contents and threw the pack away.

"Dump the chocolate wrapper in the trash, Em!" Tegur Faisal on Emily who hobby once littering and sometimes paralyze anywhere.

In the drawer, under the keyboard, in the bag, inside the pencil case.

Basic Emily!l

"Like me! New people are annoyed even being ridiculed! I'll poke you later too!" Omel Emily to Faisal, grumbling.

"So much of a threat to you if it's PMS again, Em!" Faisal looked in horror and turned back his chair facing towards his desk.

"Who is PMS. Just yesterday it was over the moon!" Emily's getting upset.

"Not coffee?" Guess Faisal knows.

"No coffee!"

"Not drinking milk!" Mr. Galen suddenly who was in the illustrator's room and put the milk chocolate as he turned to Emily yesterday afternoon.

Faisal kept silent and Emily grew even more scowled.

"I don't drink chocolate milk anymore, sir! I'm on a diet!" Emily said to Galen without looking at the man.

"Eh! It's lunch hour. I'm going to the cafeteria first, Em!" Faisal stood up from his chair.

"Come, Mr. Galen!" faisal's pamphlet to Galen who just nodded and commented a thin smile.

"Aren't you having lunch?" Galen asks Emily who deleted the scribble on the iMac screen.

Since then Emily just wanted to make a cheerful female character illustration. But Emily's face continues to frown. What's going on with Emily's hand?

"No! Not hungry yet! What are you doing here and why not have lunch?" Emily asked her boss.

"Here I want to take you to lunch together" Galen replied with a flat face.

You dried kanebo!

It was fitting to be loved by Kymi his face was also just flat. Nolak no, bales also not.

Really stiff!

"The work is not finished yet, sir! I'll have lunch later! If you're hungry, go to lunch by yourself!" Get Emily to Galen.

"Drink the chocolate milk first, and relaxin it's your mind!" Galen gave back the chocolate milk she had brought to Emily.

Emily just scowled and inevitably forced to take the chocolate milk that Galen offered, then sipped it until only half a glass.

It tastes so good!

Emily will buy another two glasses after coming home from the office.

"Let's have lunch!" Take Galen once more to Emily who's sipping her chocolate milk.

"I order food online, sir!" Emily grabbed her sling bag and searched for her cell phone that was somewhere.

Where's Emily's phone?

Emily opened the zipper of her bag and looked inside the bag to confirm the whereabouts of her phone.

There ain't!

Emily forgot to bring her phone.

"What message do you want?" Galen thrust her phone at Emily who was grimacing.

"Not so, sir!" Emily turns down Galen's phone and refocuses on her iMac screen.

"Later in the afternoon come to the show, right?" Galen asked, now approaching Emily's desk, and his eyes checked the desk.

"Not yet to know, sir! What event is it?" Emily asked, pretending not to know.

"Don't read the invitation yesterday?" Galen takes two puplen pieces from Emily's desk and holds them like chopsticks and starts picking up the garbage scattered on Emily's desk.

Geez!

How embarrassing!

"His invitation was shared with Dad. How do you read?" Emily replied that her hand immediately grabbed a lump of tissue and a pack of candy and chocolate from her desk

"It can deftly clean the table! Why is the table like a dumpster? Don't you see the desk is a mess?" Galen asked in a quip.

"The clean table is not necessarily a pay rise either, sir!" Answer Emily's origin.

"Partially, the important thing is that my work is in order and the results are satisfactory. Didn't you?" Emily raised her head and looked at Galen's face which was now very close to her head.

"Galen rubbed his finger against Emily's iMac screen as a layer of dust that was probably nearly a milli-thickness stuck to Galen's index finger.

Geez!

Emily knocked on her own forehead.

"Have you ever cleaned your iMac screen?" Accuse Galen who now rubs his finger in the dust with a tissue.

Emily also rushes to pick up a tissue to clean the iMac screen. It was like a sudden inspection!

Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit!

"Here you go, sir! It's just rare!" Kill Emily while scowling.

"Turn off your iMac and let's go to lunch!" Take Galen, whose tone this time sounded pushy.

"Why not hire another employee, anyway, sir?" Emily's protest was finally because Mr. Galen seemed to be just harassing Emily in the office. Though many female employees in this office and not only Emily.

"What I'm asking is you! So you're the one who's setting up! I love who I want to talk to!" Galen replied in a fierce tone.

"Yes, I'm worried because you approach me! Later if the boyfriend of the father who was a boy was angry and raging how? At the end of it I was also the one accused of being the actor," Emily's long storyline nagged at Galen.

"Which girlfriend do you mean?" Galen asked who was now furrowing both eyebrows.

"Wearing a skirt in my room! The same twitch and spindle of the Father!" Emily replied with an annoyed facial expression and a grumbling tone like a jealous person.

Is Emily jealous of Kymi?

"Will not know him! We'll have lunch soon, Emily!" Take Galen again, who knows how many times.

Emily, who had a rumbling stomach, finally had to stand up and get up from her seat, then followed Galen's steps towards the parking lot.

What can you do, Emily?

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