Brian stood just outside his office entrance, blinking a few times before loosening his tie. Through the glass doors, he could see her.
She was standing in line, waiting to scan her ID as she belonged there.
What is she doing here? Does she work here? How have I never noticed her before?
Brian stepped inside, quickly scanning his own ID before picking up his pace to follow her. He stopped a few meters away from the elevator, careful not to get too close, his eyes fixed on her.
Watching.
When the doors slid open, and Angel stepped inside, Brian moved again, just in time to catch a glimpse of the floor panel.
Floor 3.
His brows drew together slightly.
UX/UI… or Creative.
The third floor was reserved for those two teams.
"My mannn…" A hand landed on his back, pulling him out of his thoughts.
Brian turned, his expression cooling, "Justin."
Justin grinned as he pressed the elevator button, then stepped back beside him, "It's been a while, huh?"
"You damn right," Justin continued before Brian could answer, "These projects are insane. I barely get home, like three in the morning, and I'm back here again at nine."
Brian let out a small laugh as the elevator doors opened, and they stepped inside together.
He pressed 5.
Justin pressed 3 as expected.
A faint smile tugged at Brian's lips.
Just my luck.
"But you look way better than me," Justin went on, rubbing his face, "Look at me! I look like a zombie..."
"Yeah," Brian replied lightly, "well, you see me today. If you saw me three months ago, you'd probably say the same thing… or worse. Might think I crawled out of a grave."
They both laughed.
Ding.
The elevator stopped at the third floor, the doors sliding open.
Justin stepped forward, about to leave.
"What about lunch?" Brian said, just before he could walk out, "For old times' sake?"
Justin glanced back, then nodded, "Yeah, sure. See you later, man."
He walked out without another thought.
And as the doors slowly closed, Brian smiled.