Chapter 13 Alcohol And Ex-Boyfriends

• I drove to the company and immediately headed towards my working table, scrambling on my desk. Everyone looked at me, confused but I ignored them and took out everything in the drawer, checking it for John's apartment's spare key.
• I always brought it with me, it's these times where I'm quite fortunate that I was head over heels for him in the past, that even spare keys are kept in my drawers. I have at least six spare keys. I grinned when the shiny metal caught my eyes. I grabbed it and dashed towards my superior's office. Mr. Williams was written on his door. 
• I knocked and after a few minutes, he told me to come in. "So? Any great news worth being on paper?" He said, spiraling on his office chairs. This childish bastard.