chapter 5

My fingers hurt before I even tap on the door.

Knock!! Knock!!

The voice behind the door says,

"Come in!"

TPS (Three Piece Suit) looks so good when working. He's working so seriously and he's so dedicated to his work. Well!

Wait, what am I thinking about? He's Dracula to me.

Think Jazzelle, I tell myself. I will just put this document down silently. I won't say a word or else he will say, "don't disturb me. Don't get in my way, " blah blah blah blah blah.

All business, this one commanding his realm. "Put this document here and get those documents; they're over there. "

He doesn't even look at me.

"After that, make a Cup of coffee for me and then adjust the temperature of this room."

I tell myself, "Don't lose your cool, Jazzelle"

(What does he think of me as? he's ordering me one after another. Domineering!!!! But, I have to listen to the department head.)

I brew the coffee, musing murder. Think girl, think. The shift is almost over.

I see the coffee is almost done. Now let's adjust the temperature of his room. This remote control is so complicated, how does it work? Well, Let's press this button I think it will work. What is this? Why is this so cold? I think I've pressed the wrong button. 🤔😳

Dracula, three piece suit .... He is looking at me!

"what are you doing? This is....Wait, Why are you here?" With his expression, I would think he didn't notice me before.

I've had enough.

"What do you mean by why am I here? You are ordering me around one thing after another and I'm doing it! You told me to adjust the temperature!" I yelled.

TPS Dracula escalates.

"You are really an idiot. Such a stupid girl... You don't even know how to adjust the temperature. Even the machine is smarter than you. Look, press this button."

I think I've heard this before🤔🤔🤔🤔, did duan chengxuan say same thing to su Cheng?? ( Stairway to stardom)

but today, I am not the one.

"Look! I do know that and you don't need to shout at me like this. I am... aaaaachooo.

(I'm not used to the air conditioning and it is so cold I may have gotten a cold. )

Sarcasm is his forte. "Such a fragile girl."

"I am not fragile. This just..... aacchhoo..." I sneeze again.

Where is he going now?..... He is really mean. Now he wants to drink coffee. I am NOT a plussed. 😒😒😒

He hands me a cup. "Hmm.. drink this.""Aahh???" I am looking at him with a surprised face. ( He is not as bad as I think look. He cares about others. Good thing I didn't slip something in the pot! ☺️☺️☺️)

Superior shouted, " Deaf girl, drink it. After all, you made it. I don't think it's worthy for me to drink.

"I take my words back." I whisper to myself.

" What did you say?"

" No.. no...nothing. I am drinking it."

I drink the coffee I made.

(Ewww. It tastes so bad. I dare not say it aloud or else he would make fun of me.)

"Say your thoughts out loud."

(Can he read minds?)

"Aahh??? I was right, wasn't I? Don't drink it. Come with me."

( How rude. But whatever, he actually knows me well. )

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"Are you blind and deaf? Can't you tell I am making coffee?"

(He is so not cool.😒😒😒😒 Wait... is he making this for me? 😊😊😊😊😊)

I blush and don't know why. " Why are you making coffee?"

"for you of course. "

(He's a jerk, but that made me feel warm inside. ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️)

With a cold and sarcastic expression, TPS says, "Watch me and learn how to make coffee. Next time I don't want a bad coffee."

(you..... .😤😤😤😤😤 I don't have a word to say to him.)

He makes the coffee and pours a cup for us. I must say it's very delicious. 🙄🙄🙄🙄

Department Head Coffee

He is a mind reader. " it's delicious, isn't it?" He said...

(😳😳😳😳 Hmmmmm it is, but I don't want to compliment him, so I replied like this ...😑😑😑)

My phone is ringing. TPS glares at me with those stone cold eyes.

"Hello."

"Hey, where are you?"

It is my roommate and best friend. She and I came here together. She is studying fine arts.

"I am at the office. I am leaving in a moment."

" That's great. You have a spare key, right? I am going out for stargazing with my friends for inspiration and materials collection. I'll be out very late tonight."

" Okay. Take care."

" Hmmm bye."

( I think I should go now. And I am tired too.)

" Sir, if there is nothing else then I'm off."

" Hmmm" a cold reply again.

( Let me check my purse. I hope I am not forgetting something.)

Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!

"Oh my goodness" 😰😰😰😰 I am and my face has turned white

" What now?" Asks TPS. (Three pieces suite Dracula)

I start crying.. I know.

" 😭😭😭😭 I don't have keys. How am I supposed to enter the house. I am going to spend the night in the corridor!"

What to do now? Here I am crying in front of the department head without my house keys in Mumbai.

" It is not a big deal. Stop your crying already. You can take shelter at my home."

(He.... He.... Is he saying this to me? 😳 What is he talking about? He is asking me to go to his house?)

I am in a great shock now.

A few moments later

I know what you are thinking?

😁😁😓😓 mix feeling

Why am I in this TPS Dracula's car?