Mine sinful fall

Lina

I stand in front of the door a few hours later, wearing a stupid cap and a T-shirt with the logo of the restaurant, wondering how to knock. I have two bags in one hand and two pizzas in the other. How I hate Lisa sometimes! I couldn’t think of anything cleverer, I carefully kick the door, it swings open almost immediately, and I open my mouth and freeze in amazement. No, for the first two seconds I’m surprised, then I turn burgundy under the damn logo, wanting to fall under the ground!

“Wow, what a bunch of couriers these days! ” Vladimir grinned, and quickly got over his surprise. Unlike me, I have never been so ashamed! I try to squeeze out a smile.

“Your order, “I muttered quietly to myself, and handed it to him, and then I began to justify myself.

” You see… a friend of mine asked me to…”

Why? Maybe after that he will decide not to hire me, I must explain myself, but he does not let me finish, insolently interrupting:

” I told you to “you,” Vladimir picks up his delivery and retreats back into the room, winking.

” Come in. Fate itself has decided that instead of lunch, you owe me dinner. Well, I like him less and less. Oh, my god! I’m stumbling backwards.”

Well, dinner’s no big deal, as long as he doesn’t ask me to stay till morning and make him breakfast.

“I don’t.”

“Angelina, come in, I won’t eat you. I don’t eat pretty girls for dinner. And you’re probably hungry, and I ordered a lot of food for one. I just have to share and feed you. You just eat your dinner and leave. I won’t allow anything extra!”

Yeah! Yeah, right!

I think, but I still cross the threshold of his apartment, hoping that he will keep his promise.

I look around his mansion, because there is no other way to call it a duplex. It is a duplex apartment with excellent and apparently very expensive furniture, the design of the room is in strict colors – gray and pale blue. I immediately remembered that boys at birth are dressed in blue clothes, and girls in pink. And although Vladimir is not a boy, but everyone’s color scheme subconsciously somewhere.

I smiled at my idiotic thoughts.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“I like your smile, Lina. It’s sincere, not fake. You know, when you smile with your soul, you get dimples.”

” I’m sorry, I didn’t mean.”

“I’m sorry, I thought we had a deal. Do you like my apartment? You can look around while I set the table.”

” You know, you know,” she corrected herself right away. ” It’s too much, I’m in someone else’s house and…”

” You’re not in someone else’s house, don’t do that.”

“You’re in your boss’s apartment, if I may say so. ”

“It’s not comfortable, Vladimir.”

“Well, if you don’t want to, sit down on the couch and watch TV,” the boss instructs me and goes into the kitchen with all the bags and boxes.

He was gone ten minutes at the most… This whole situation seemed absurd to me. After all, Masha had to ask for my help today?

“Here I am,” Vladimir said as he came out of the kitchen and walked toward me with two trays in his hands. One had pizza on it, and the other had sliced vegetables and sushi. He put everything on the table in the living room and sat down next to me on the couch.