Strings of Fate

Strings of Fate

157- Organising and ordering

Bellamy reads over the emails I wrote and without saying a word, hits send on each one.

“Bellamy! You didn’t even fix anything!” I object.

“That’s because there wasn’t anything that needed fixing. Have a little faith in yourself sweetheart. You’re doing well. Oh and I see you’ve been organising too. I’ll do my best to follow along with your system. It will definitely help. Thanks.” He adds.

“I have no idea how someone as obsessively organised as you can have such a chaotic mailbox. It must be the only disorganised thing in this house. Other than Megan’s closet that

is.” Bellamy laughs.

“Maybe. I clean and sort things to avoid thinking about work. Sorting my mailbox would be at dreadful combination of the two and the exact opposite of relaxing. I am completely happy to

hand the task of sorting it to you.” Huh, I hadn’t thought of it that way. I guess as someone who has to make a lot of important decisions that affect other people’s lives, there would be something satisfying about something as simple as just organising and putting things away where they belong.

“Now, eat your food then you can answer more emails. We should link my mailbox up to your laptop. Not that I mind you working at my desk, but you seemed far more comfortable curled up in the recliner.” Bellamy notes.

“You’re not wrong. But my laptop barely functions well enough to play movies. I think If I used it for much more it would probably stop working all together.” I admit. Bellamy shrugs.

“Well that’s not a problem I’ll just buy- I mean, could I buy you a new one? It would be for work as well as your personal use so you can hardly even count it as a gift.” Bellamy backtracks his original statement and makes it a request.

“I don’t know…” I trail off. Bellamy seems encouraged by the fact that I didn’t outright refuse

and just carries on.

that case I will just buy myself a laptop and you can borrow it.” He decides.

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eyebrow.

any better? You still spend money on something you won’t use.” I

Bellamy just shrugs.

still true. What’s mine is yours, that won’t change so I don’t see the point in holding back. Besides, this is for work, let me do this for us. It helps me too. Then we can both work and get things done twice as fast.” He reasons. I take my time and finish the last few bites of the pastry he bought

He is far too delighted to be spending money. Or rather he is too excited to

I’m done eating and there are emails to answer.

ask Bellamy for advice a few times, but most of the issues aren’t actually the kind of thing that are specific to Shifters. Mostly it’s just asking for clarification on rules or permission for various projects around the compound. Eventually I do come along to an email with an actual issue. Two Shifter men are arguing about, typically enough, a woman. From what I gather, the email is actually from the woman herself. The men

are or what the hell is going on with them?” I

know the individuals and it’s a little strange, neither of

a wink.

starting fights over a woman who they’re not even

shrugs.

your neighbour the day

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start that fight, he did. You just… finished it. Either way, if this woman is asking for help, they have clearly taken it way too far.” I point

have.” He agrees.

not sure this can be solved with an email.” I admit.

them come here first thing tomorrow. If nothing else it can keep you distracted for a few extra minutes.” He

to be there for that?” I ask nervously. Bellamy shrugs.

present as well. I can say that Megan is busy.” He waves off my concerns