Younger (a fragment)
Published on August 10, 2007 at 2:05pm in Fragments. One response
The computer beside his desk whirred dutifully over the whine of the fluorescent lights. Otherwise the office was quiet.
The phone rang.
“Hey it’s Gary. A bunch of us are gonna go grab sushi; wanna come?”
“Sushi?”
“Yeah, fish, rice, seaweed. Good stuff.”
“I think I’ll pass.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure. Thanks anyway.”
“Alright buddy, I’ll swing by and see you on my way out.”
“You don’t have to,“ he began, but Gary had already hung up.
Three minutes later Gary appeared outside his cube.
“Sure you won’t change your mind?” Gary asked.
“Thanks but no. I’m good here,” he replied, not taking his eyes off his monitor.
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