Censored What The Blade

boredom and cheesecake


I am apparently doomed to an eternal cliché girl to be.

An office, filled my overwhelming boredom.

klopf.klopf.

I (bored): Jaaaa?
He: Hi
I (think: Oh God, why does the calculated and what he wants?): Uh, hi .. He
: Do you want a piece of cheese cake? Is still left ...
Me: Uh .. yes you.
He: I get it once you go there. If you do not eat anything, just do the rest in the refrigerator.
Me: (trying not to hyperventilate) Thank you, is full of love and such.
He: (smile) Matches on, was so left.
He goes out.
I could beat me that I have not at least tries to start a conversation.

This is not a scene from a bad fanfic.
This is my damn life, gentlemen.