Fleur Triste

It raining that day, I guess I should stop.

I can see him walk away, screaming and smirking.

Beep..Beep.. Beep my alarm.

Such a weird dream and why I crying.lately, I always dream about same thing, same men.So tired, maybe I don't get quality sleep.

I should rushing.

This gonna be hectic, our vendor came for Calibrate machine at our laboratory.

Waiting for ATM at rush hour could be my nightmare. Silently, all flash back from my beginning career as medical laboratory technician.

My job like chasing against time, many life depend on our result. Someone could die because of me.

Trying squeeze in to ATM, why everyday must be crowded like this.

Oh no,I can feel someone touch my back. Right now i cursing in my heart and make it worse it was a guy.

He smile at me.

What the hell he think after touching me then smile.I would be nice this time because it so many people right now.

Trying be positive is so hard.

I look at him with scary eyes, then i saw he holding a basket full with flower but morning glory. Nah, such a waste.

My eyes scan in him, he wearing blue apron in ATM. Oh no such a nerd. I laughing silently.

So he is florist