Office affairs

"Anymore freelancers flirting with you today?" asked my friend Karin, rather amusingly.

"No, not today," I replied dryly.

I've told Karin a while back that there was a freelancer in my agency whom I had thought was being more than playful with me. Miller is the kind of person who looks like one those punks from a J-pop band and sets iTunes to play electronica on loop.

And I think I've a crush on that bastard.

Miller have been freelancing in my agency for some time now and I've got to know him a bit better. Good enough for him to ask me to see a movie together. Even though he has an airhead of a girlfriend, for free tickets, I said okay. What the heck, I've went out with other people as platonic friends before, so it wasn't much of a problem.

Miller is one of those people who smarter than he or anyone else gives him credit for, but yet he acts like jock. Sometimes I wonder if it was a act or maybe if he's like one of those superheroes who hasn't discover his potential.

But still, there's a limit to all the cheeky chit-chat. Airhead girlfriend or not, it's getting a bit uncomfortable for me. So for now, the game plan is to play along and feign ignorance till the crush dies out. Anytime now...