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The staircase...
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# Chapter Eleven: The Staircase
After that Tuesday night — the night we traded four years of our worst history — something shifted. You can't lay that much of yourself on a table between two people and walk away unchanged. We stopped performing for each other, a little. Started just being, a lot. Which somehow made everything dirtier. Comfort and filth turned out to be excellent roommates.
The office stopped being a place we survived and became a place we played.
Sneha: green kurti today. ur staring.
Me: I've been staring since 9:15.
Sneha: its 9:20
Me: I know.
Sneha: 😌
An hour wouldn't pass. Some days it wasn't even twenty minutes. She'd stand up to go to the printer and I'd watch the whole journey, and she knew, and she'd text from the printer.
Sneha: i felt ur eyes on my waist the whole way here
Me: Because it was there. Being a waist.
Sneha: 🤬
Me: You bent over the printer tray on purpose.
Sneha: i bent over the printer tray because the printer tray is DOWN
Me: You could have crouched.
Sneha: ...
Sneha: ok i could have crouched
Then there was the morning I wore the grey shirt with the sleeves rolled, and she walked past my desk twice in five minutes for no reason at all, and the second time she dropped her ID card directly next to my chair and made me pick it up.
Sneha: thank u 😌
Me: You dropped it on purpose.
Sneha: i absolutely dropped it on purpose
Sneha: did u see priya's face. she was watching u hand it back to me.
Me: Was she.
Sneha: vickey we are going to get caught
Me: You're the one who drops things.
Sneha: and ur the one who hands them back while looking at me like THAT
Me: Like what?
Sneha: like u want to eat me at my desk
Me: Accurate.
Some days we just reported the damage to each other, like scientists logging results.
Sneha: status
Me: Hard since the water cooler. You?
Sneha: wet since u rolled ur sleeves at 10.
Sneha: how are u managing
Me: Sitting down. Thinking about quarterly targets.
Sneha: does it work
Me: Never.
Sneha: i just crossed my legs for the fourth time this meeting
Me: Which meeting?
Sneha: the one im in RIGHT NOW
Me: Pay attention.
Sneha: I CANT. …
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