saw someone posting like a wip wednesday thing and while I'm barely through the intro of this fic, I thought that perhaps the 5 other cooprey fans would like to see a snippet of this new fic i'm working on!!
I'm debating if I want this to end in smut, or if I just want them to be cutie pie 'can we finally say that we're dating now' lovers, idk!!!
Audrey tapped her nails against her cheek. There was a dull thump sound at the end of every wave of her fingers, drumming against her ear and distracting herself from how painfully boring it was sitting up at the concierge desk.
Curse her for wanting to be such a good person, because now her brain was melting from the lack of stimulation she was experiencing thanks to her new and amazing job of ‘Receptionist’! She had only started working an hour ago, and there were barely any customers — and the people who did come through were mostly just old! Audrey didn’t want to deal with old people, she wanted to deal with combative families that argued with their room arrangement, or newly weds hoping for a honey moon suite. Audrey didn’t want senior citizens who could barely hear her, she wanted life. Yet, sitting behind this wooden desk, answering a phone every now and then, and telling the staff that Mr. Berk wanted this, or Mrs. Conners wanted that; felt like death.
Now, Audrey couldn’t help her wandering mind. ‘What was Cooper doing?’ circled around in her brain, curling the corners of her lips into a smile. Hopefully, he would be down for breakfast soon, and then he’d go off to work where she’d catch a glimpse of him and maybe they could talk — maybe he’d even admire her smarts and take her down to the station to start filling out FBI job applications.
Or he could even bring out the papers right then and there, let her use his pen and all… or they could go to his bedroom… or hers.
Audrey shook her head clear, her thoughts were starting to steer away from actual job applications and into something she should not be thinking of at 8 in the morning.
