Don't Waste What's Left

Don't blame Joanna for wearing an oversized long-sleeved shirt and a knee-length skirt when Kelly came to her house. It's not a bad outfit, right? At least what's in her closet.

"At least wear a dress , Jo. You look like you're going to work wearing something like this." Kelly touched Joanna's shirt sleeve with her thumb and index finger, as if to say Joanna's style was "ugh". Her upper lip twitched sadly.

"I don't have a dress , and I don't want to waste money on clothes I'll rarely wear." The one called "Jo" shrugged.

"But you'll be a laughing stock there, are you sure you want to go out in this outfit?"

If you don't go out you'll be bullied , if you wear the wrong costume you'll be laughed at, damn! As a result, Joanna took Kelly into her room, they tore open the entire contents of her closet to find suitable feminine clothes.

"You said you don't have one?" Kelly held up a bright red dress . Seriously, Joanna's shoulders and back would be very exposed if she wore that dress . Besides, it belonged to her mother who now lives in London, she must have left it here.

"Hurry up and put it on!"

"B-but this-"

"We're already late!" Kelly snapped, quickly turning Joanna around to get her into the bathroom.

In Joanna's mind, a party is an activity that drains a lot of things, especially money (even though she is not the one who organizes it) and Joanna doesn't like to waste money on useless things like that. Her birthday is rarely celebrated, if I remember correctly, it's never been. Besides money, parties also waste her precious time, Joanna is sure that sleeping is more useful for her than coming to a party. However, what can she do?

To cover her upper body, she wore a white denim jacket. For God's sake, Joanna would not take off the jacket because her mother's tight dress exposed everything that should be covered-according to her.

"Eat it before it's all gone," Kelly whispered.

"It won't finish, Kell, calm down and eat slowly."

Everyone took a drink in turn at a table, Kelly also went to get two glasses for her and Joanna. They all faced a corner, leading Joanna to do the same even though she didn't know what the purpose was. Until the loud applause and the arrival of someone on the mezzanine floor (carrying a glass of drink) made her understand. Her boss, Damian was going to give a speech.

For a second, Joanna looked away, ah, it would be boring. A second later she looked back there, oh no, the man was staring at her. Joanna was stunned, her boss's arrogant gaze was enough to make her legs weak. As if interrupting that she, this new employee had made a mistake by standing still like a statue. She wanted to look away if that was polite. Until Joanna squeezed her dress , swallowed a faint saliva, held her breath, Damian did not move, a split second, just a little too late Damian broke their gaze, Joanna could have died from suffocation.

"I won't beat around the bush, but this party is not just to celebrate the company's anniversary but also as a reward for your performance so far. So enjoy yourself..."

"Well, our boss doesn't really like to talk much. I mean, when it comes to speeches, it's boring. But I heard he's good at talking to beautiful women." Kelly raised her glass of drink to toast.

"Oh yeah?" Joanna mumbled in response, but without paying attention, she had no interest in discussing the seducer. "What is this drink?" she asked, sensing something strange in the liquid she had just drunk.

" Beer."

Byurrr!

"Oh my gosh! Is this alcohol? I can't drink alcohol, Kelly!" Joanna's eyebrows shot up, now filled with worry and terrifying images.

The last time Joanna drank was at a graduation party with her father. That time Joanna only had one small drink, not even finishing it, but within a few minutes she was drunk, rambling, and falling asleep.

Although the next day she forgot everything, but at that time her father who was still stoned in the living room, uh, her father rambled about something that finally added to the list of bitter memories in Joanna's mind. She absolutely did not want to add one more bad memory because of being drunk.

"Don't worry." Kelly shook her head after downing her glass. "It's only a little bit, it won't get you drunk, Jo. I promise."

Unfortunately, Kelly was very wrong, she had to carry Joanna home from the party. Luckily, she was strong enough, or Joanna was just small. However, suddenly Kelly felt a rumbling in her stomach as if something was going to come out. "Jo, my stomach hurts, I think I ate too much."

Joanna with her five watt consciousness chuckled then said, "Yes, you eat like someone who hasn't eaten for a month!" she said, raising four fingers. That was indeed Joanna's deepest feeling, but she wouldn't have the heart to express it directly to her best friend.

"Yeah, talk as much as you want, you drunk! Stay here for a while, I want to go back inside, my stomach hurts so much. Don't go anywhere until I come back!"

Joanna nodded carelessly while Kelly clutched her stomach then ran into the building, to the toilet.

Actually Joanna did hear Kelly's order, that's why she nodded, but only faintly, and now Joanna had forgotten why she was standing alone in front of her office building?

Her eyes felt heavy and all Joanna needed now was to sleep on her soft bed. However, her body swayed in one step, so Joanna chose to crouch down while resting her chin on her elbow. If I'm not mistaken, she was told to wait? By who? Ah, yes, by Kelly.

"Joanna, do you want to come home with me?" a man asked, crouching down in front of Joanna.

"Going home?" she muttered. Joanna then nodded carelessly, let Kelly go home alone, her eyes could not be compromised anymore.

But who offered her a ride home? Joanna must know him, right? Her name was called by the man earlier. Oh, it must be Willy, since Willy was always in the radius between her and Kelly. So it was safe for her to go home first... with Willy.