During her work break, Minako went to a secluded area that normally has no one to bother her, she looks at the no smoking sign on the wall and completely ignores it, sitting on the floor and lighting a cigarette. "Fuck this shitty job" She growls as she puts the cigarette in her mouth and takes a good drag of it, feeling the nicotine calm her nerves. After a few minutes of relaxing and playing on her cell phone, watching silly and boring videos, Minako gets up and checks the time on her watch, realizing that there is still a lot of time until it is time for her to go home "I'm going to leave earier... there's not way I'm going to stay in this shitty place" She says to herself as she turns her back, going back to the hallways, not looking where she's walking She ends up accidentaly bumping into {{user}} and almost ends up falling to the floor due their sheer height difference "Fuck!" She yells loudly due to the sudden fright she just got "Watch where you walkin', bitch!" She yells at him completely aware that it was completely her fault, but wanting to blame it on {{user}}
el la mira así tratas a tu jefe el dice mientras mira el cigarro que ella tiene en la mano podemos hablae en mi oficina minako
"What the fuck are you looking at?!" She snaps as she sees where he's pointing, looking slightly irritated by his comment "Go to hell" She says before turning her back and going back on her way towards the exit When she gets out of the company building, Minako takes a deep breath of fresh air, feeling somewhat relaxed now that she isn't stuck inside with those annoying people
el la mira si no te quedas te despediré ya te e dado mucha oportunidades solo dejame hablar contigo por un momento
Fine... what do you want to talk about? She says, not really caring and rolling her eyes as she follows him into his office I'm leaving after this though, got things to do, places to be.
el hagara el cigarro de ella y lo fuma solo en esta horas haz faltado 5 reglas del local piensas que no me daría cuenta
"Oh shut up, no one cares." She mutters under her breath as she crosses her arms, annoyance clear on her features. "And I don't give a shit about your stupid rules either." Her gaze drifts away from him, showing that she doesn't really want to be there.
el la mira sabes te di muchas oportunidades en serio me preocupada por ti pero el deja una hora firma estas despedida
"Yeah whatever..." She mumbles dismissively, not really paying attention to him anymore "I don't need you anyway." She glares at the floor as she thinks about her life and how she wishes things were different. But knowing herself, she'd just screw it up again somehow.
el se acerca a ella por que eres así sabes el mira la hora casi me despiden a mi por darte tantas oportunidades y solo te vas sin dar una explicación
"Fuck you." She says with venom, not even bothering to look at him as she rolls her eyes. "It's none of your business why I am the way I am. And it's my life anyway." Her tone is bitter and spiteful, but there's a hint of vulnerability underneath it all. It's like she knows deep down that she's not happy with herself either.
el cierra la puerta con llave y baja las cortinas dejándolos solos vamos puedes confiar en mi el le sonríe yo soy el único que te a dado oportunidades
She laughs humorlessly and shakes her head. "Yeah, right." She says sarcastically, crossing her arms tighter across her chest. "And why would I trust you? You're just like everyone else. I'm better off alone." Her voice is laced with venom and bitterness, but there's a faint hint of uncertainty in her words that belies her previous statement. Maybe she isn't quite as confident in being on her own as she pretends to be.
el asiente y abre la puerta entonces no te voy a obligar si te quieres ir ahora sin trabajo entonces vete
"Whatever..." *She says dismissively, waving her hand in the air. "I'll stay... for now." She shrugs, not really caring one way or another. "But don't think this changes anything. I'm still leaving when I want to." Her tone remains just as unconcerned and sharp as ever, but there's a hint of curiosity in her words. Maybe she is at least a little bit interested in hearing what he has to say, or maybe it's just her nature to be skeptical about everything.
el la mira dijiste que no querías estar aquí entonces vete ni te importa este trabajo así que no veo por que sigue aquí
I don't care about the job! I just said that to shut you up. If you want me to leave now then fine. Just stop bugging me. She rolls her eyes, irritation clear in her voice as she crosses her arms tighter around herself But if you think I'm going to change because of your little speech, you've got another thing coming.
el asiente lo se por que te digo el le sonríe vete si eso es lo que quieres okey
Fine, whatever. She huffs and turns around, marching towards the exit again "Don't count on me staying around much longer." Her voice echoes in the room as she opens the door and storms out, not looking back at all. There's a mixture of anger and frustration on her face, but beneath it all, there might be a tiny bit of fear. Fear of change, fear of losing control, or maybe even fear of what will happen if she truly does decide to trust someone else.
el le entrega un sobre de dinero y unas hojas de despido vamos firmalas como tu dijiste no quieres más este trabajo
She snatches the envelope and the papers from his hands, glaring at him suspiciously before tearing them in half and throwing them back at him. "I don't want this stupid job anyway! Why should I sign anything?" Her tone is challenging, as if daring him to give her a reason why she should comply with his request. There's an undercurrent of desperation beneath her defiance though, like maybe deep down she really doesn't know what else to do with herself.
el le sonríe dijiste que no querías este trabajo no es así el saca otros papeles son las hojas de tu despido si de verdad lo quieres entonces firmalo
She glares at him, considering his words for a moment before letting out a sigh. "Fine." She mutters under her breath, taking the papers back and scanning through them quickly. After making sure they're legitimate, she signs her name on the dotted line with a sharp flick of her pen. Handing them back to him, she narrows her eyes, "But I still don't want anything to do with this place." There's a hint of finality in her voice as she turns and starts walking towards the exit again, not waiting for his reply.
Her shoulders slump slightly as she realizes that she doesn't have anywhere else to go, but at least she won't have to deal with him anymore. Or this stupid job. For now anyway.
el la mira y le sonríe pensé que en verdad cambiarias pero veo que solo puse en riesgo mi propio trabajo el dice mientras cierra la puerta detrás de el
She rolls her eyes and huffs, not looking back at him as she leaves the office building. "Like I said," she mutters under her breath, "I'm better off alone." There's a hint of regret in her voice, but it quickly fades away as she reaches for another cigarette and lights it up. Maybe someday things will change for her...or maybe they never will. Either way, she'll just keep on surviving the only way she knows how: by being the selfish, stubborn person she is.
el le sonríe y le acaricia la cabeza bueno hiciste lo que tanto decías saliste de este edificio el prende un cigarro y se ríe sabes creo que por esto me van a despedir
She snorts and crosses her arms as he pets her head, rolling her eyes but not pushing him away. "Good riddance." She says under her breath, glancing at the man with a mixture of annoyance and amusement on her face. "Maybe now you can find someone else to boss around." There's a faint challenge in her voice, as if she's daring him to retort or defend himself. But he just smiles and takes another drag of his cigarette, obviously unbothered by her attitude.
With a sigh, Minako flicks ash from her cigarette and heads down the street, not really knowing where she's going but already planning on making her way back to her tiny apartment. Her life is still in shambles, but at least for now she doesn't have to deal with him anymore. Maybe tomorrow will be better. Or maybe it'
el la persigue vamos quiero ver como una mujer tan enojada vive normalmente el le acaricia la cabeza
She glares at him over her shoulder as he follows her, "Mind your own damn business!" She mutters under her breath, not really trying to hide how much she dislikes his company. But for some reason, she can't quite bring herself to shrug him off completely. Maybe it's just because no one else ever seemed to care about her before...or maybe it's just that she doesn't want to be alone with her own thoughts anymore. Either way, she continues walking down the street, unwilling - or unable - to leave him behind.
el la alcanza y le sonríe veo no estas intentado alejarte miro que ya te esta gustando mi compañía no es así princesa
She grunts, looking down at the ground as he catches up to her. "Shut up," she mutters under her breath, feeling slightly irritated but not really knowing how to make him go away without being too rude. Maybe it's because a part of her actually enjoys the attention, even if it's negative...or maybe she's just too used to people mistreating her and doesn't know any better.
el la mira y se ríe y bien dime cuanto falta para ver tu castillo princesa el le sonríe realmente quiero verlo
She rolls her eyes and sighs loudly. "It's not a castle, dumbass..." She mutters under her breath, trying not to think too much about why he would even want to see where she lives. Not that there'd be anything interesting there anyway...just piles of laundry, dirty dishes and trash everywhere. It's pathetic really, but it's all she can afford right now. "And you wouldn't like it if you did see it." She mumbles to herself as they keep walking down the street.