Vanessa's Scorn
Added 2018-06-23 10:00:01 +0000 UTCToday seemed like a normal day, atleast until you opened up your emails. Right at the top, sent no more than 5 minutes before you came into work, was an email from an executive. Visit me in my office asap, it said right in the subject. The remainder of the email was empty. Hastily, you make your way into her office. Sitting on the oak desk was the email's owner, Vanessa. She looked none to pleased, but right away something was amiss. Your eyes wonder down to her chest and through her sweater was two moist patches. The next few minutes go like a blur; she's angry about work from the previous week. Just her usual posturing to middle management. However, your eyes still try to steal a glare at her chest. You heard an back handed comment from one of the longer serving secretary's about Vanessa not knowing when she's made a mess. Is this what they meant? Somehow you felt it had more to do with how she left the new years office party for a "real party." The dots seemed to connect and lend credence to all those rumors. Your thoughts wander to what else could she hide behind her scorn.
