Mel was peeking inside from minute to minute. What was I thinking of, she thought angrily. When she was down at her office she had felt the need to see Craig, maybe just tell him I love you, but now that she was here, she was deslocated.

It was obvious everyone was having a good time, she could tell people were dancing and talking, there was a nice music. And she... she smelled her own hair it smelled like smoke from her office.

She peeked inside again, not sure if she was even allowed to come in, after all it was the level six breakroom, it was supposed to be only theirs, she shouldn't go burst in like that. She glanced to see if she could spot Craig.

She looked just in time to see him finishing a dance and going to two ladies to talk. She sighed and turned her back at the room to calm down. That stabbing sensation came back. Relax, no need, you know there is no need for that, she murmured to herself, like a karma.

Why don't I have male friends, she thought, but then regretted it, such a selfish thought. She sighed. I better go, she decided, and turned in her wheels to leave.