Hallo Devil! : Leave

Ivel went on leave when the peak of busy-ness was over. The day before she was back at work, she met up with a colleague for lunch to see what was the latest gossip in the company.

She may be away, but she wants to be updated before she goes back to work so that she would not appear left out tomorrow.

Ivel, though eager to know, still tried to appear casual when she asked her colleague what was the latest status of the account that the manager had passed to her before she left. Her colleague told her that the manager had asked everyone to give the latest information of the project to Oliva, a lady in the team whom hold the same position as she is.

After the meal, Ivel was blistering with irritation on how an account that was supposed to be hers is seemingly being passed to another person. Oliva is more senior in the company than she is, and she is the better liked one, because she always play the role of a weakling when she needs to, and guys always rushed to her aid.

Comparatively, Ivel doesnt have those charms, and neither does she wants to depend on others, so she always work on her own, silently planning, secretly measuring odds.

Ivel had already decided, good that she knows it now, that if the manager is to tell her tomorrow that the account is passed to Oliva tomorrow, she is just going to smile and thank them for reducing her workload.

Still, she called Oliva, wanting to confirm with her whether she was given instructions to take over the project. "Of course not! The project is yours!" Oliva apparently dont wish to take over Ivel's project so to avoid a conflict between them.

"Why? Is everything ok?" Oliva asked, sounding concerned.

"Oh, just that I heard that they passed all the latest information of the project to you, and I wondered what happen." Ivel disguised the edge in her voice.

"I wondered too. But I know it is your account, so I've left all the information on your table already. You will see them when you return tomorrow."

"That's so nice of you. I was just worried that the manager will ask you to collate the information on my behalf. I know you are busy, so I dont wish to trouble you." Ivel immediately lied.

"Dont say that, I was busy too, or I will help too."

"That's so nice of you, ok, I see you tomorrow, bye!" Ivel smiled, ensuring she sounded cheerful over the phone.

"Bye!"

Ivel ended the call and wiped the smile off her face. Every conversation these days is leading to an impromptu acting practice.