Irene Adler

I was having a slump at work.

You picked me up from my office and we walked together to the train.

There was a dessert shop. We bought some and ate while on the way.

You said something. But I was busy talking abt work.

You got mad in silence.

The next day, I went fall out at work.

Maybe it was a campaign, maybe it was a protest. Everyone cheered on when I gave the speech. Though, it was dangerous to stand with a microphone in the middle of the road like that.

When you knew I did that, you got angrier.

When you came to pick me, you told me off. Saying I shouldnt put myself in such danger.

We got into an argument.

I ran away, dropping the dessert we always ate, just a few steps away from the bench.

Your feet stopped at the melted desserts. Imagining how bad I was crying because of all this.

You knew I was at the stand. But you didnt know if its a good idea to approach me. You waited from a distance.

I continued our walk home, by myself.

When you came through the train gate, expecting I was gone. I sat there watching you walking down that stairs. A faint smile on your face as a sign of relief.

We never talk abt my work anymore.

Work turn out great.

We promised to meet at the train.

I thought maybe you didnt want to meddle into my work anymore.

I smiled to myself while arranging how to tell you the good news.

The ice pop I was having left a half.

I saw your shadows but when I got to the bench, you werent there.

I felt like crying.

Thats when, you tapped my shoulders.

"Hey, I went to the toilet just now. Were you crying?"

I quickly take out my eyedrops. "My eyes were itching." I lied.

"Yeah, the train's here."

I told you the great news I had.

You smiled with me. But I noticed your mind was all over the place.

There was a pile of paper in your sling bag.

"Work got busy?"

"Yeah." You nod without looking at my face.

At that moment, I understood how you felt.

I know its nothing dangerous. I hope it went well.

//afterthoughts

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