Amid the gray and there's boredom beauty. Sign in tiptoe, caution, to the office. It does so through the window. Dodge makes it architecturally bland that awkward climb over each other, embraced by messy cables for speaker and nuisance. Sign in as a playful and generous lover, eager to eroticize where you can not. Sign smiling and estrola against fat mass of Spam.
I look. She looks at me. I look at him. Still standing at the window. - Yes? - Slipped between my lips.
chew in silence.
I look. She looks at me. I look at him. - All right?
"All tranqui .- responds, still chewing. I do not know what it eats. I do not know if you eat something. Maybe their jaws are so accustomed to eating that repeat the motion even when there is nothing in your mouth.
I look. She looks at me. I look at him. Never leaves. - Is something o. ..?
-Toy boring. I dream
neck. The body devoid of smallness of Gordo Spam continues to deprive the caress of beauty and now claims to be entertaining above. For me.
lazy My eyes crawls through the roof. Seeking any links that you stay away for at least a few minutes to let me go to lunch without him. Nothing new comes out in my imagination. My eyes stop there, in that very place where the joke, evil and embrace the invention.
- Did you hear? - I say.
Se acerca, masticando. -¿De?- se interesa. Su aliento me arrima la certeza de que está comiendo un chicle de canela.
-Van a elegir a otro team leader manager.
Sus ojos se abren de par en par. Veo a un niño en ellos. Un niño atrapado en la inmensidad del gordo Spam. Y, ahí, ese niño se emociona. -¿En serio?
-En serio.
-¿Y quién?
-No sé. Están evaluando. ¿No viste que últimamente no me levanto de la silla?- le digo. Pongo cara de taxista creído. Guiño un ojo, incluso. -No por nada, titán. No por nada.
Su rostro adopta una expresión de miedo. Le cuesta unos cuantos segundos, con all those cheeks. But it does eventually. Quick Look around. Nobody with hierarchy is watching over us. Take advantage and be reeling in a hurry to your seat. She sits. Open a working screen. And you get bored, but hopeful. I close my eyes and enjoy again the touch of beauty.
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