Writer's Block

It all started like any other day at the office. Sophie greeted the security guard, walked up the two flights of stairs, said hi to the battleaxe on reception, walked through the double doors and began the long walk down the corridor towards her little office. As usual, she had to fend off the attentions of the obnoxious Mr Aldernak halfway down. Today a 'careless' heel was enough, which usually meant she was in for a good day.
It was when she was about 10 feet from the door that she realised something was amiss. Perhaps it was the large box plonked next to it, or maybe the pile of post dropped carelessly outside again. Or more likely, it was that the door was off its hinges and that someone was singing what sounded like the Marseillaise underwater.
Sophie peered cautiously into her room. A large man dressed in a pinstriped suit was busily brushing his teeth and singing to himself. As she watched he carefully leaned towards her open window and spat out the toothpaste, causing several passersby to look up nervously for pigeons. Then he turned around and caught her staring at him.
"Ah. Didn't realise anyone was there. Er, I wouldn't look in the wastebasket if I were you"
Sophie remained silent, studying him.
"Look, I'm here to meet Mr Aldernak, but I needed to freshen up first. This office looked suitably out of the way. This is what happens when you have codes on the bathroom doors"
Sophie spoke : "Does anyone know you're here yet?"
"No...I didn't want to announce myself until I'd finished dressin....er...brushing my teeth"
Sophie's eyes went to the pair of boxers resting carelessly on her computer keyboard.
"I see..."
"Anyway, I can see you need to work, so I'll just be leaving..."
Her eyes glittered and she grinned. "No, I don't think so..."
Her mouth parted momentarily and something darted out, striking the man on the forehead.
"Wha..?"
He stood there, unable to move as the paralysis took hold.
"You know, I missed breakfast this morning..."
His eyes grew wide.
"And you were rather rude..."
The eyes were darting everywhere now.
"I shouldn't really, but I never can stick to my diet..."
She turned and carefully put the door back on its hinges, adding the 'Conference Call In Progress - Do Not Disturb' sign as she did so. Then she reached past him, closed the window and drew the blinds.
"If only I had some ketchup. Oh, well..."
Her mouth opened wide.


I thought it was time Sophie got her own story...