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Chapter 3 by ThePinkPiccolo ThePinkPiccolo

What did John say?

Umm, could you get me a coffee please?

John knew it was a dumb thing to say as soon as it was out. Not, Excuse me, can I get a coffee please? No, he had just asked her to get him one. He'd be lucky if he didn't end up wearing it, he thought.

To his surprise, Audrey replied "sure", with a relaxed shrug and turned towards the drinks machine. John took an involuntary step backwards trying to calm his jitters. What the hell was he thinking?

He was more surprised when, not only did Audrey turn to the machine to fulfil his menial request, so too did her friend, a hispanic girl who looked a little younger than the redhead, "its ok - I'll get it", said her friend cheerfully", reaching for the buttons.

"Hey, its ok - I got this," objected Audrey and leaned in to push a shoulder between the machine and the other girl, effectively taking possession of the coffee machine.

"No, hey, look. Lemme in. I'll get it." Audrey's friend began to haul at her.

What the hell was happening wondered John as the tussling to get at the coffee machine progressed. They were actually getting to the point of fighting over who was going to get him a coffee. This was nuts!

Fascinating as this was, John knew pretty quickly that he was going to have to get involved or they were going to do each other an injury by the looks of it.

"Stop, please", he said, and instantly both of the hot belligerents released each other and turned to face him. "Why were you doing that?" he said in bewilderment.

the red haired girl replied, "Audrey was getting in my way. I wanted to get your coffee". She said it so matter-of-factly that it seemed to be obvious to her.

"Audrey?" he blurted out, facing the latina for a moment, then back at the girl he had met in the lift, "but I thought you were Audrey"

"Oh - we're both Audrey. She's Audrey Catalina Mendez, and I'm Audrey Shaw. Funny, isn't it?"

"Uh, yeah", thought John and remembered the message in the 8-ball. Could this be true? Were both of these stunning Audrey's, and by extension, every other Audrey he could meet, willing to do anything he asked? He had to find out. Just then two guys came through the door at the other end of the corridor and headed their way, laughing. He had perhaps ten seconds till they got here. Quickly he said, "Ok, why dont you, Audrey Shaw, brig me a coffee up to my office just now - I'm one floor up - and you Audrey, um,

"Catalina Mendez", volunteered the other girl.

"Yes. bring me up another one in 2 hours time?"

"Sure", nodded Audrey Shaw.

"Ok", agreed Audrey Catalina Mendez.

John sighed in relief then blurted out, "good, no need to fight about it - why don't the two of you just kiss and make up?"

The two girls turned to look at each other for a second, then simultaneously closed in for a kiss. It was a small peck on the lips and over far too quickly, but they had done it damn it. They had actually done it!

"Hey ladies, are you done here? Can we get in?" asked a plump, bespectacled man in his 40s.

"Just wait a minute," snapped Audrey Shaw. John could hear her pushing buttons as he strode quickly away and back to the elevator, retreating back to his own floor.

Once back in his office with the door closed he slumped into his chair, heart thudding in his chest thinking what the fuck just happened?

No, what the fuck is about to happen?

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