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Wiping the night stand, [PROTAG] reaches over to the broom lying against the wall. It’s been a while since he’s cleaned his apartment, due to being busy at work. [COWORKER] not being as busy decided to help him with some paper work thankfully. [PROTAG] declined at first not wanting to burden his (friend??) colleague with his work but the blonde insisted and even come to his house.
Which was kind of weird. They were well acquainted with each other months after the elevator incident, despite acting annoyed by the blonde. They’ve gotten closer over the few weeks though. [COWORKER] comes visit him in his cubicle nearly everyday and started buying lunch for him. [PROTAG] really didn’t know what to make of the their status. He doesn’t mind though.
Brooming the floor in his bedroom, he notices a piece of paper under his bed. Leaving the broom he leans down reaching for it until he finds a bunch of more papers and boxes under his bed. Maybe he should throw away some stuff. Grabbing a trash bag from the kitchen walking back to his bedroom he skims over the pieces of paper that aren’t crumpled and throws away what’s not needed anymore. After he looks back down and notices the few boxes left.
Pulling one of the boxes from under, he sits down prepared to look through more rubbish. Opening the box he finds neat letters and a photograph of him as a child and…
Angelica
It’s been so long since he seen her. Those blue eyes unforgettable. They used to be friends when they were kids and still were in their teenage years. They first met in church. His mom had taken him for Sundays choir recital. Among the kids singing he saw Angelica, one the members of the choir. After the recital, his mom was talking with one of the nuns, waiting for his mom he sat down on one of the benches. Looking around he noticed the pale girl again, she was sitting in a corner reading a book. Looking back at his mom he walked over her.
“Hey.” [PROTAG] stood in front of her. Angelica looked up. “Hi.” Honestly he’s not sure how exactly he became friends with her since he’s socially awkward but they did.
[PROTAG] looks over the letters they’d sneak each other when they couldn’t hangout together. He’d find out Angelica was an orphan and was taken in by the pastor. She was raised in the church most of her life. The nuns were always so adamant on her readings and wouldn’t let her interact with people that much besides people who were involved in the church.
Looking at the few photos taken from the church, [COWORKER] entered the bedroom. “I’m done with most of the paperwork, why don’t we go out and have dinner.” [COWORKER] paused at the doorway looking down at [PROTAG]. “What ya reading there newbie?” The blonde asks sitting next to the raven hair. “Oh- it’s nothing just old photos from when I was younger.” His colleague gets closer in his space to look. [PROTAG] blushes at the action. Why does he need to be so close?
[COWORKER] hums for a moment. “You’re so tiny. I guess nothing much has changed now either.” [PROTAG] nudges him earning a laugh. “Who’s that girl though next to you?” The blonde points to the child. [PROTAG] pauses for a moment. “She’s an old friend from my home town. We went to the same church and met there.” [COWORKER] looks at the other photographs in the box. “Do you still talk to her?” He questions.
[PROTAG] stays silent for a few seconds. [COWORKER] internally panics a bit not sure if he made him uncomfortable. He answers. “No we lost contact after I left home. I would have send letters to her but the church almost completely cut her off from me. Angelica wanted to stay in the church even after that. I don’t know why though.”
[COWORKER] thought for a moment. “Would you ever try to reach out her again. It’s been what? Almost a decade since you last talked to her? Maybe she left the church, or maybe she’s finally able to talk to you.” [PROTAG] looks at him in surprise. He never really considered trying to reach out to her after all these years. “Maybe….” They stay silent for a few seconds before [COWORKER] checks his watch.
“Well it’s getting a bit late. I should head back to my house but we should eat out for dinner. Don’t worry I’ll pay.” [PROTAG] shakes his head, “You’ve already helped me with work, i don’t wanna have you pay for my food.” [COWORKER] grins, “It’s really isn’t trouble, it’s just two coworkers going to eat together.” With relent he agreed. Before stepping away from the bedroom he looked back at the photos on the ground.
‘Hope she’s okay.’