Hubert Asks A Confused Monica Out

Monica hardly got any of her actual work done today. The distracting, but pleasing audio and visual program she had running on her computer contributed to that. She was still in a state of trance at the end of her shift until someone came along.

"Ahem, Monica?" The voice said.

Monica was still in a bit of a daze, but shook it off when she looked up to see who was talking. "Oh, uh, hi, Hubert." She was a bit embarrassed he saw her like this.

"Are you alright?" Hubert was concerned.

"Um, yeah, I'm fine, why do you ask?" Monica tried her best to act normal, even though it was obvious she wasn't. Her eyes still had remnants of a glossy look to them.

"It's just that I've seen you sitting at your desk for the past three hours, doing nothing and looking like you're not quite all there." Hubert replied.

"You've been watching me for the past three hours?!" Monica giggled.

"No! Of course not, not like that!" Hubert maintained his composure which was odd for him. Normally by now he'd have been a stuttering mess with such an accusation. Monica, despite being mentally dulled by the program could catch even that.

"Wait a second, you asked me if I'm alright, are you okay Hubert!?" Monica looked at him funny. "Where's your stammer?"

"Oh, that? I..." Hubert seemed to think of his words, looked down at his wrist and pulled his sleeve over a bracelet. "...got better." He smiled.

Monica didn't notice the bracelet, her eyes were drawn to Hubert's general physique instead. How did she never notice just how attractive he was. Monica's eyes were fixated on his body, and the way he moved and his mannerisms.

"Monica?" Hubert said.

"Huh? Oh, sorry." Monica shook her head. Her head felt pretty fuzzy, it wasn't a good idea to open that e-mail, what is wrong with her?

"Anyways, what I wanted to ask was, would you like to go go to the park tonight?" Hubert smiled and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

Monica didn't hear a word he said, her brain was foggy, and the only thing she could think of was how much she liked him. She liked him a lot, and she couldn't stop thinking about him. He was so cute, and nice, and sexy, and she wanted him. Hubert noticed her near vegetative state, and glanced over at her computer. He noticed that she must have opened that "memo" the Brand Adjuster was talking about earlier. Were the the aforementioned effects? Monica seemed unlike her usual self. So unfocused, and not in control. Hubert's confidence bracelet convinced him to take charge.

"I'll pick you up at 6 then." He leaned in close to her and whispered in her ear. "Wear something sexy."

Monica nodded and giggled. Hubert left, leaving Monica alone with her thoughts. She had no idea what just happened, and took her some time to process.

"Did Hubert just ask me out? Wait, did he tell me to wear something 'sexy'? What's going on?" She was so confused, but it just seemed so right. Her brain felt all mushy, and malleable. She felt like she should just do what everyone says. There was a voice in the back of her mind that told her to resist, but her body was telling her to listen and do what everyone else wants her to.

Monica was so unsure, and she felt like something was missing, her mind was not clear. She just couldn't figure it out, but she knew she had a date with Hubert and that made her happy.

She giggled.