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Make Me Feel Alive

I'm Late! I'm Late!

"Have you seen my pants?" I glanced back at Ashley as he fumbled around in the floor, looking for his clothes. I was running late, especially since he'd joined me in the shower and I'd had to skip drying my hair and all makeup; I was still brushing my teeth while I pulled my clothes on.
He finally found his jeans and then was hurrying into the living room for the rest of his clothes, and I scurried into the bathroom to finish brushing my teeth.
I grabbed my boots and pulled them on over my jeans, and grabbed my purse off the table.
"Ashley!"
"I'm coming!" he pulled his t shirt on as he dug it out of the couch, "are you ready?"
"Yeah, let's go. I'm gonna be late for work," I zipped my jeans, finally getting them comfortable.
"You could always call in sick," he said as he rushed after me. I shook my head, locking the door behind me and taking off for the stairs.
"I don't have time! I need the money."
Ashley jogged after me as I tore down the stairs. I really couldn't afford to be late, I needed my next paycheck badly if I intended to have groceries.
"God, I didn't think you could move so fast," I heard Ashley say as I made it to his car before him, and turned to look at him impatiently. He unlocked the doors, and I hopped in, shuffling through my purse to find my lipgloss.
"So, we still up for Saturday?"
I hesitated, and looked over at him in surprise. "You still want to do something?"
"Why wouldn't I?" he glanced over at me.
"I dunno." Because you already slept with me.
He sent me a look, but dropped it, and after an hour we pulled up in front of the studio with five minutes to spare. I grabbed my purse and went to jump out of the car, but Ashley grabbed my hand and pulled me back.
"Ashley, I gotta go ---." He gave me a quick kiss, which turned into a longer kiss when turned into me being five minutes late anyway.
When I finally made it to my desk spouting apologies for my lateness, I didn't think I would be able to wait for Saturday.
I plopped down at my desk and hastily logged in, my hair bunched in a messy bun at the back of my head. It looked awful, all of my hastily dressed self did, but it would have to do.
Mr. Wireman, of course, found it necessary to give me a five minute lecture on being punctual in the office; he really should listen to his own advice considering he was usually twenty minutes late himself.
I reached over for the phone as it rang, giving Mr. Wireman a tight smile that I hoped wasn't too insulting.
"Starling Studios, this is Morgan," I said brightly into the phone.
"Morgan! Hey, babe."
"Uh, hi," why was Ashley calling me on the work phone? "How may I help you, sir?"
"So, I think I left my phone at your place, I had to get Candy to call over for me."
Oh.
OH.
"Oh, um, I'll have to see what I can do to help you with that, sir." Mr. Wireman and his twitchy stache was hovering nosily.
"Can I swing by and pick you up from work?"
I would need a wheelchair for tomorrow if he decided to sleep over again.
"Sure, that sounds like a good idea. Try faxing it over as well."
Ashley started to chuckle. "God, your voice is so sexy over the phone when you talk all office."
I could feel the red rising in my face. "No, sir, I appreciate you calling. It's better to make sure the documents go through correctly then having them mess up." I glanced behind me, seeing Mr. Wireman finally leave.
"Ashley!" I finally hissed. "You're going to get me fired with comments like that."
"Oh, you know you like it," he laughed. "So I'll see you at five?"
"Yeah, five is good."
"Cool. Oh! You wanna grab something to eat on the way back? Your fridge is about as full as mine."
I chuckled; I still needed to get groceries. "That sounds even better."
I was starving right now, considering I hadn't had dinner last night and now no breakfast.
"Cool, see ya!"
I let the phone drop into the cradle, and sighed, leaning back in my chair. I had a twenty I'd managed to save, so I could help pay.
And so the change in my purse was going for a pack of crackers from the vending machine now.

Notes

Poor Morgan, she's late for everything! I know its kind of a short and boring chapter after the last one was so... thrilling, but don't hate! More will be coming soon!

Comments

Morgan Goddamn it *flips table* LET HIM TAKE CARE OF YOU

Rockcandypanda Rockcandypanda
6/11/15

@Kellyrages
I think that Morgan could b framed of killing someone when we ex did it...that could become interesting....maybe

Aiesha Aiesha
4/4/15

@Rockcandypanda
Thank you!!! That was so nice! Ahh:)

Kellyrages Kellyrages
4/3/15

Did it :)

@Rockcandypanda
I wouldn't mind at all, thank you so much! That makes me feel kind of wowed that you like it so much you would want to do that!

Kellyrages Kellyrages
4/2/15