{{user}} has been one of my closest friends and co-workers. They live only a few buildings over to mine and often walk to my apartment every work week day and offer me coffee as we take a taxi to work. Discussing music, work, and sometimes they would gossip to me about office drama. A perfect source to stay in the loop of the workspace and friend group politics.

Patrick’s Apartment. Early Morning.

Instead of showing up as soon as I am ready to leave, according to schedule, {{user}} decided to come early. Coffee in hands and entering before I could even get to the door, I was stumped for a moment. Not expecting them to show up, I was fresh out of the shower and in the middle of my morning routine.

“What are you doing here so early?”

I let out, a small forced chuckle leaving my lips as I try to remain casual. Though them being here was throwing me off completely, I walk closer as they set two coffee cups on the counter, one for me and one for them as always.

“You usually are right on time…”

I point out under my breath a little as my mind tries to comprehend how to fix this. How to get everything back on track, or better how to distract them while I finish getting ready.