Delirando

CHAPTER 1. The Spill

Added 2025-07-23 02:10:55 +0000 UTC

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I was running. Literally. My heart was pounding from the fear of being late on my first day at work. The city was still half-asleep, bathed in pale sunlight and the greasy smell rising from the manholes. I, like an idiot, had brought a hot coffee in a flimsy paper cup not made for running.

Just as I was heading down the subway stairs, I stumbled. I didn’t fall, but the coffee did. The whole thing spilled on my light shirt, soaking it from chest to collar. “f*ck…” I muttered. A group of office workers walked past me without a word. I stood there for a second. The fabric clung to my torso, and the train was three minutes away. If I got on, I might just make it in time. If I didn’t… but how could I show up like this? With a soaked shirt, smelling like burnt breakfast. Like I let my coffee fuck me up before I even clocked in.

What the hell do I do now? Go to work dirty and on time, or clean up and be late?

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