yeah this would have happened with or without heels


Young she was and yet not so. The braids of her dark hair were touched by no frost, her white arms and clear face were flawless and smooth, and the light of stars was in her bright eyes, grey as a cloudless night; yet queenly she looked, and thought and knowledge were in her glance, as of one who has known many things that the years bring. Arwen, daughter of Elrond, in whom it was said that the likeness of Lúthien had come on earth again; and she was called Undómiel, for she was the Evenstar of her people.”


Little Mix - Dark Horse Cover - Live from Edinburgh

It Begins

Our outside salespeople have been arriving throughout the day for the sales conference, and so did the only person in our group who works remotely.

My boss got permission last-minute to take our group out to dinner tonight. My two local coworkers couldn’t make it, so it was just three of us:

Our boss is a short colorblind dude with a punny sense of humor and a mop of dark hair, and the remote employee is a blonde Amazon woman from New England wearing heels she doesn’t need, and then there’s me (wearing mismatched socks and knockoff converse, capris, and a bright pink shirt mostly covered by a firefly hoodie). What a trio.

They had sushi and I got a burger I hardly touched, but I had my first drink (or two) in a while. It was a good night.

Jacob turned his head from side to side scanning the crowd for the man fitting his description. They were a new client which didn’t surprised Jacob, after all, everyone needed their methods to cope. But as his eyes were drawn to a familiar face he moved towards them wondering what they were doing in the business district. “Important meeting?” he asked though they didn’t yet see him.