“You alright? We noticed you earlier. Are you not feeling well?” Two women approached me. They had worried expressions, but I could hardly hear them anymore because I was covering and holding my hands on my dress to press the thing that was tinkling in my v****a.
I removed my right hand and raised it to them and seemed to be saying I was just fine, and they had nothing to worry about. I wanted them to leave because I was afraid they might hear the thing jingling inside my underwear. I glanced at Adams' door. Furthermore, I couldn’t see him because a folded curtain covered his glass window.
“Are you sure? Okay, we're going to have break time.” The two women's faces were unhappy before leaving. Their concern is genuine. The ambiance here inside their office is light. No fighting going on o
