"Wait.... Is it Bob"

'New day new me ' is the worst quote ever. Does that make sense to y'all. Look i am a robust human so you have to deal with me. I am a little pissed over myself this morning just cuz i cannot even decide what to gift Bob. Rule no 2* always plan for a birthday atleast 2 weeks prior to the dates.And it's his birthday today 'wohoo' for him 'oh shit' for me. It's the last minute and i can't afford to be late like ever. Walking in a fraggo in head of what gift should be bought I picked up a bouquet which is common and the first choice for any occasion. Now walking through the streets there was this distinctive feeling arousing inside of me. In efforts of deciphering this ability of mine i rectified an aroma. It made me senguine of my anguish stricken situation. I nonchalantly followed the scent and it took me to a vanity van. The owner of which had established a perfume shop. The vanity van from outside had a raw American look with spray paints all over it's steel body. But there was something awaiting for me inside besides the exterior of the van pocketed with nostalgic aroma, the inside of it was furnished with acerbic aribic look. From magical carpets used to stop the corn coloured sunlight to a man with rusty rim glasses, covered in track pant and check shirt having a sharp observation skills with shroud eyes, gawking at me. Seems like Mr Ballen' , i knew he was there but he musn't be there. 'Hey kiddo', a groove voice enter my ears and haunts my mind. It was indeed Mr Ballen'. 'What are you doing here' i inquired. 'What do you mean by that talk', 'oh sorry i didn't tell you i owned a local shop in a private area mostly acknowledged by couples'. A little chit chat but you know i told you he is indeed the most amazing and let me add something unpredictable person you will ever meet.

I told him my situation and he handed me the best made perfume his shop can own called 'Harfan Moula' . It was of 5 grands without tax but he handed me in 1 grand with tax. A deal i can never come up with, he is a generous man. I have him a quatch and left the place i will have in my dreams tonight . I took up a taxi and reached a place called ' Brittos'.the main thing was i have pay 32 bucks to reach their Bob better hand me an appraisal for that.

I handed Bob the gift with surgary smile and he accepted it with a cold heart, 'fair enough ' i quoted. Then i met some of my dogmatic couleges with their fake achievements and having a moment of butter upon bacon to sooth their fake mind. Then i met Nate Wheller. He got in a situation with his ex Addy. That bitch was out of hand 'wait was she dressed in Gucci', 'how and why,' she must date a millionaire for that shit'. However back to being a good bestie i have to take Nate out of the situation, for that i have be his self proclaimed lover. You have to do such shits sometimes. I went and carried on like ' hey nigg*s how you doin', and then went like' Oh Nate we were having an appointment tonight but we will play safe if you know what i mean'. Kisses in the cheeks with Nate that perv kissing me again. Plan worked she walked away. Nate and i enjoyed a lot that night we drank heavily and Nate was showing his dick to Bob raging with some durable cuss words and i was encouraging him.

We both had the consequences back in our dumb minds but we closed that chapter. So Bob was going to fire us and the chapter opened. We both were down on our knees begging for our jobs. He had some clemency on us and he handed our jobs with condition of us 'working overnight for 1 week straight,' 'no excuses' said he . So we were upto that but little did i know a day came when my view for Bob changed no it wasn't that i started to like him but it goes like this.

One night i was leaving but than i had an epiphany that i left my documents inside of my lobby. It took me 30 minutes and 500 calories to reach the spot. It was dark enough but there was a cabin with its lights still beaming. It was of Bob ofcourse but he was with someone. And they were getting close and close and they are an exotic night there. The scene is Bob was accompanied by a man. I support LGBTQ but not my boss. I gasped, took a pic, and rocketed off.

The next day i told this to Nate and he broadcasted it with a scream. Nobody heard it though or so the story is told. So after having hot gossips with cold people i remembered today was the day. Chris is taking me to his place. Before that he had me a Prada and then a Louise vitton so i was ecstatic how his rich mafia family looked like.

But thing that had made me rethink about our relationship was the time when he told me' i am a having a wedding taking place' he said ' oh ours will take place soon don't worry ' i joked though i craved for it ' haha definitely soon but recently It's of my sister, Sylvie, with someone... I think... a company head '. It didn't startled me as i now know he is a billionaire's son but definitely impressed me . i asked if he knows which company and his answer shook me 'first kiss' he said. I was thirsting out for the name of the fiance. As soon as he was going to answer i gasped 'wait.... Is it Bob'.