Xeno Hemlock

Death's Last Days With the Dying

It's True, Arianna. It's True

Memory 017


Everybody was happy in the busy corridor of the office.

“Good morning!” a chirpy girl greeted her.

A humongous grin flashed on Arianna's face. “Morning!”

“Hello to the sales beast of the company at the moment. How do you do?” asked a lanky man in a nice suit.

Another grin. “That's just luck and timing.”

“How does it feel to be the most beautiful lady in this building right now?” asked another man sporting a long goatee.

Another grin. “Stop pulling my leg.”

“But it's true, Arianna. It's true.” He walked away.

They were all happy. Thus, she should too.

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