David rolled out of his chair, stretched his 6 foot self as he stole a glance at his watch 5:55 PM above his head.
He hurriedly switched off his computer, gathered his paperwork into a neat pile, locked them in the drawer, grabbed his jacket, briefcase and made for Victoria's desk.
"David, please love me back." Victoria implored sadly as she furiously scribbled in her diary fighting back tears of an unrequited love.
Victoria never quite imagined that her love life would be in such a dire state. She was madly and deeply in love with a man, who seemed unaware of
Her veins popping out of her shiny dark brown forehead like tap roots, I watched her with building annoyance as she handed me her equally dark brown drooly baby. I hate it when people do this, hand me their children in a taxi because I do not have excess baggage.