There was talk

There was talk. People thought she was too good for him. They hoped they were not going out. But it was hard to believe they would not fall for each other when they spent every minute of the waking hour together. From Dawn to dusk. From six in the morning to almost midnight.

They were both apprentice in the hotel around the corner. He started a few months before her. In this sort of business, had he been any good he should have been her supervisor by now. But he wasn’t. In fact, in no time she had proved herself and she was his equal now. And somehow they always got assigned the same responsibilities, posted on the same site to do similar, if not the same, tasks. And they became really good friends.

It was a good thing in the beginning. Her company seemed to have calmed him down and helped him focus on his work. When with her, he seemed much more likeable and he had started to make sense too – not a normal occurrence. But there really is such a thing as too much of a good thing. Now it seemed they were inseparable. Too loyal, too friendly. Too much of everything. Not that anybody had ever seen them in a compromising position or anything. No, she would never have that.

But the mere fact that they were always together, always, was what people were beginning to get uncomfortable with. There was talk.