She had gotten terribly sick before the Xmas Party. Seems a flu bug had been passed around and of course, it was her turn now. She thought this would be a great excuse to miss it. But then, she knew she would still have to go.
She arrived late, as always, hoping no one would notice her sneaking in. But they were all sitting around one big table, like one happy family and of course, Oh, there she is!! She sat down and tried to assimilate as the festivities had already began. But she was too miserable to even entertain the thought that this was fun.
They all had some dinner, consisting of hamburgers and fries and then headed off to play games. Liz got up from the table, and never speaking a word, wondered around like a lost deer. Everyone else seemed to be having a blast.
A group of co-workers passed by and tried to grab her up as they did, but she didn't want to go. She shuffled around and then found a corner to sit in.
It was then she noticed Ramiro. He was driving some racing game and he was all into it. He swerved and just as if he was really driving a car, he scooted all over the seat. At the end, he fell off. She laughed out loud. He turned around and saw her.
"Funny, huh?"
"Yeah, you lost?"
"No! I won!!"
He laughed and then motioned for her to come. She shook her head no. He shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk away. It was then she noticed him, for the first time in months. He had on black tennis shoes, not a speck of dirt of them. He also had on jeans, way too tight and a black turtle neck. He looked good. He looked really good. She looked at him again. He was short but something about him, confidence, made him seem taller. She thought about him for a moment. How did she not notice him before?
Then her mind wondered elsewhere as she hoped she could sneak away from this god awful party as soon as no one could see her. It was only 9 pm, when she arrived home and dragged herself to her room where she flopped on her bed.
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