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“Boringcorporate cases.”
“They’re NOT boring. Don’t you dare call anything Nate does boring or I will kill you in your sleep.”
“But they are! None of them compare to the fun I’m having with Knox. You should’ve seen the way he prepares the case, it’s so strategic and ruthless.”
“Nate is strategic and to the point. There’s no one like him, not even my dad.”
“Knox is better.”
“No, Nate is, and as proof he’s the managing partner.”
“Just because he’s older.”
“Hey!”
“I’m just saying. Knox is better.”
“No, it’s Nate.”
“Knox.”
“Nate.”
They’re both crossing their arms and glaring at each other so hard, sparks fly between them.
Both of them have a tendency to start an argument or debate that goes on for several minutes. Usually, I’d sit there, watching while sipping water.
But the subject of choice is making me all hot today. I want to jump in with Chris and take his side, but then what? Defend Knox?
Why the hell would I do that?
It’s not like he took Sandra’s case out of the goodness of his heart. It’s probably his way to reach for the glory, to be a public figure in front of the flashing cameras.
It’s been eleven days since I told him he can’t fuck me. That I’ll find a replacement.
It was a challenge, mostly empty and out of spite because he was being impossibly arrogant. But maybe he took it as real, because he hasn’t texted me to meet in the supply room since then.
He doesn’t text me, period.
Or talk to me, really.
At first, I ignored him as much as he did me. At the time, I believed it was all part of a game, a push and pull of sorts.
But there’s only been a push.
If I don’t go up to his floor for a spying session, I go a whole day without seeing him.
At some point, I became angry, I became so angry that I considered doing exactly what I threatened. To go to a bar and fuck someone. A stranger. A random person.
Maybe that would ease all the tension gathered in my chest.
But then again, I wouldn’t do something like that out of spite. It’s just wrong.
Like everything lately.
Even my “Oldies” playlist doesn’t sound the same anymore. The songs are too sad, too colorless.
And they shouldn’t be. They’re the most colorful thing in my life. The things that give me the power to push through the day, to create more systems, and just survive.
