"Helloooooo," she exclaimed in excitement and entered the door.
She stepped inside a gigantic office and noticed an empty boss chair right in front of her. The black wooden interiors of the room were simple yet very extrvagant. The walls were decorated with black and white paintings from different international artists.
"Wow! Everything is so...so....so black and white. Doesn't he get bored here?" She said, looking around the room with pursed lips.
The room looked rather creepy to Rose. There was not a single hint of any color in it.
"I wonder if I could just add a few strokes of color and brightness in here," said the artist within her.
She was completely lost in creating a new layout and theme for the office, when suddenly she heard someone sobbing lightly within the room itself.
"Huh? Rhehan? Where are you?" she asked, perplexed looking around the room.
She looked and looked, but could not spot him anywhere. The sounds of someone sobbing could clearly be heard now and from the voice she knew, it was definitly Rhehan.
"Rhehan please tell me where you are," she requested, looking around carefully.
Soon, she followed the sobbing voices and realised it was coming from somewhere near the boss's seat. She walked towards the seat but did not spot him anywhere, adding to her confusion.
As soon as she was about to turn towards the balcony's door, she spotted many cans of beer under the massive table. She bent down on her knees and saw Rhehan sitting crossed legged under the table. There were many beer cans placed before him and most of them were already empty. He had covered his face with his hands and was sobbing uncontrollably.
"Crybaby...ohhh...I mean Rhehan..what happened?" she asked him, perplexed.
Rhehan did not reply to her and eas sitting motionless.
Rose quickly kneeled down further and dragged herself under the table too. She opened a can of beer and took a sip with a wide smile.
"Cheers," she gleamed in excitement.
Rhehan quickly removed his hands from his face and starred at Rose in anger. His face was completely red and his eyes were extremely swollen.
"You are on anti-biotics. You are not supposed to have it," he said, holding the can in Rose's hand.
"Ahh! Finally the crybaby has spoken," she giggled. She quickly placed down the can and spitted the beer in her mouth inside the can in disgust. "This is too bad anyways," she said wiping her mouth with her hands.
"You don't drink beer?" he asked in surprise.
"No. Just red wine on few occasions. We have been instructed to not have alcohol and spoil our years of physical training. It makes you weak," she said looking at the beer cans in disgust.
"Hmm...But I need strength right now. I have to do something which I am really scared of," he said pressing his temples.
Tears were flowing from his eyes again.
"Why? What do you want to do?" she asked in curiosity, wiping the tears from his face lovingly.
"I want to confess," he said looking in her eyes.