A Normal Work Day?

After the smooth way that things had gone yesterday in terms of work, even if there had been a lot of it, part of you expected the next shoe to drop. Whether it would be Joy making some sort of a new appearance, or a new lawsuit from DeezChains, or something. Hell, the way things felt like they worked sometimes, you wouldn’t have been necessarily surprised if ICE came looking to deport Gemma thinking she was someone else.

But you and Sabrina went and did the Coffee Run for the morning, and nothing happened at the shop. Then you stopped by and dropped Becks off her cup, and she had no new news on Joy or Mrs Bellagamba or anything else that might have been coming down the pipe. She did surreptitiously ask if you were going to ‘hang out’ that weekend, and Sabrina explained that you were helping out a friend but you definitely wanted to find time soon. To ‘hang out.’

“What’s that look, baby?” Sabrina asked you in the elevator.

“What look?”

“The one on your face,” she laughed.

“I’m just re-comprehending that I have two gorgeous, amazing girlfriends, along with a woman like Becks jumping into our bed, and now Tasha as well,” you said.

“You really knocked her socks off last night,” Sabrina grinned. “Have you texted her yet?”

“My hands are a little full,” you pointed out since you were carrying four trays of drink precariously stacked to Sabrina’s two.

“Make sure you do, and make it really flirty. Over the top. We want her grinning and rolling her eyes and feeling the warm-and-fuzzies all day.”

“Alright,” you sighed a little chuckle of your own.

Once the coffees were delivered, you and Sabrina joined Eric and Gemma in the conference room and got to work. And nothing went wrong. Garrison came by around 9:30 AM, just poking his head in to say good morning, and a couple of associates dropped off more work for you. Eric was leaving right at the end of the day since he was catching a flight down to Florida to do more podcasts so the four of you buckled in to try and get as much work done during the day as possible.

After taking a punch for you, you definitely didn’t hold it against Eric to want to cut out right at the end of the day while the three of you would put in a couple of extra hours to get ahead for Monday.

The only distraction that morning was the texting. Sabrina and Gemma set up a rotation of when the three of you should send texts to Tasha so that she would be peppered with them throughout the day. You found it kind of funny how awkward you felt trying to come up with ways to cheesily flirt with her - two girlfriends, multiple sexual partners, and you’d had sex with her that morning and it still felt silly to randomly send her something like, ‘Just thinking about looking into your eyes has me distracted’ or ‘What’s your lip care routine, because I can’t wait to kiss you again?’

You each got a couple of texts back before she started her shift at the bookstore, and then you got the occasional response as she had a break at work. The biggest response you got, however, was when she sent you a mirror selfie of her flashing her tits with a big grin on her face. They were still fucking perfect in a way it was hard to describe, and you had to quickly double-check that Eric hadn’t seen the picture.

The other distraction that happened was small and came at lunch. Eric, expecting to not have time to eat decently before his flight that evening, made the run down to the sub shop which left you, Gemma and Sabrina with a short window of time alone.

“OK, so something has happened,” Sabrina said as you all sat down with your lunches from the bodega on the first floor of the building.

“Yeah, we know,” Gemma chuckled. “You’ve been practically vibrating for an hour.”

“You can’t be this excited just for the picture Tasha sent,” you said.

“I mean, it was a good picture, but no,” Sabrina said. She pulled out her phone and opened up Twitter. “My account got followed by NoraNix.”

It became clear pretty quickly that you and Gemma had no idea who that was.

“OK, let me explain why this is a big deal,” Sabrina sighed dramatically. “NoraNix is one of the top OF creators. Like, top 0.02% or something. There are the celebrity accounts and the girls who are like, breaking it on YouTube or the streaming space, and then there’s the one level down and she’s in that tier of creator. She’s got literally tens of thousands of Fans, and she’s really pretty and has a fun personality and I already followed her because of market research and stuff, but she just followed me without me even interacting with her!”

“Wow,” you said. “So this is a big business deal.”

“What are you going to do about it?” Gemma asked.

“I don’t know!” Sabrina said, flapping her hands like she was in a nervous panic, making you and Gemma laugh a little. “I need to decide how to respond. Like, do I make a big deal of it, or do I play it cool?”

“Play it cool,” Gemma said. “If she’s a really big creator then I’m sure she gets weird messages and tweets all the time. Just be normal, and nice.”

“Right. Normal and nice,” Sabrina mumbled as she was scrolling on her phone.

You looked at Gemma and shook your head. “Maybe we should better define what ‘normal’ is. We are talking about Sabrina.”

“Hey!”

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