I hope she's ok

Today at lunch I went downstairs for a sandwich again. Falafel girl was serving someone who I stood behind, and when the bastard was done, she asked if she could help anyone and I stepped forward. I asked how she was and she said good and asked me back.

I asked for the smoked salmon sandwich, and whilst she was making it, I studied her face and noticed a small mole on the top of her forehead where her hairline was. Then she looked up to ask me something, and caught me looking at her. To my surprise, I didn't flinch and look away, I just answered. I think she knew I had been checking her out, as she seemed to maintain a bit more eye contact as she gave me my change, and her eyes sparkled, and I noticed she brushed her hair back behind her ear.

After work I went to the gym with Jim, then we had KFC. I went looking around for earphones for my ipod mini, but in the end could't find a suitable pair, though a guy at the Apple store did give me a free pair of old earphones.

I checked WeChat and the shop posted their roster, with Misha missing. I assume she went to the casino.

I prayed that she wouldn't lose.