Fluttering emotions
After parking the red Porsche at the outer parking premise of her office, Clara was heading inside quite hurriedly as she was already late for her work. Usually, she dodges to take such a swoon-worthy precious car to her workplace to avoid unnecessary gossips among her colleagues. But, since she was already late for today, there was no other choice left.
While going inside, she saw Eric was parking his car and was about to head too. Somehow, he seemed a bit different from his usual days. He was very sophistically groomed up wearing a black deluxe suite with a creamy white shirt inside. A golden rose brooch tugged on his chest pocket. His dark brown hairs were styled upwards delicately and nevertheless, he appeared more handsome than ever.
"Wow, Mr. Eric! Are you going to a prom after work?" Startled at his office attire, Clara couldn't help but inquired him, smiling meekly.