Luck

Simon raised an eyebrow at Veil, as she folded the paper and put it back in the package. She blinked at him, and an awkward silence followed. Now, Simon was thinking that he should have left the package downstairs and allowed the delivery agent to go through the whole hassle of getting it upstairs.

“How did the meeting go?” Simon asked. In truth, he wasn't really concerned about the meeting because he had no clue what it was about. He just really needed to make small talk to break through the awkward silence.

“It was the absolute worst.” Veil sighed, resting her back. “I have all these papers to turn into a digital format and it is already stressing the hell out of me.”

“Do you need me to help? It's not so different from what I do downstairs?”

“Can you do that?”

“Of course.” Simon wanted to add “anything for you”, but he figured that it only sounded really weird and was most likely to creep her out. So he settled for a huge smile that made Veil smile back.

Simon went to his office to