Pairing/Characters: Fem!Spain/Fem!Romano
Rating: T
Note: It seems I missed posting this one, but it was written awhile ago :)

Lovina tapped her heels against the floor beneath her desk, staring boredly at the unringing phone in front of her. Her boss was on vacation and for some reason he'd thought she should stay in the office to monitor any calls he may get while away and let all his clients know he'd be in contact with them as soon as he got back. Lovina would have preferred to also be on vacation, but he insisted, and if she didn't show up to work on days she was scheduled, she just wasn't going to get paid, and Lovina very much liked getting paid.

That being said, her boss hadn't thought ahead and realised that oh, maybe he'd informed anyone who might be calling of his vacation and Lovina was going to spend the week sitting at her desk doing absolutely nothing, minus a few stray things the other secretaries and office workers asked her to help with.

When her phone did ring at 12:34 pm, for the first time since she'd gone in at 9:00 am, she wasn't expecting it at all and may have jumped slightly.

She looked at the number and, seeing that it was an internal call and not likely to be some client she had to be semi-decent too, mumbled a bored, "Lovina speaking. What do you want?"

"Lovi, hi!"

Lovina looked across the hall, through the obnoxious glass-panel walls that made up the entrance to their section of the office, her gaze landing on another secretary clad in a bright red skirt and a freshly pressed white shirt Lovina was pretty sure didn't belong to her. "Antonia, I'm working."

"No you're not," Antonia countered. "You're glaring at your phone, so I thought I'd call you and make you less mad at it."

Lovina rested the reciever of the phone against her shoulder and started tapping away at her keyboard, replying to an email from her sister while she talked. "I think I'm even more mad at it now and it's all your fault."

"So mean." Lovina could hear the pout in Antonia's voice, and then she could hear somebody else speaking to her and she tuned out the sounds of Antonia conversing through the phone.

Felicia,

No, I am not going to spend the night at your house tonight because you think there's a monster in the walls. You probably have fucking mice again, go call somebody about it and leave me alo

"Lovi? Lovina!"

"What?!" Lovina screeched, stopping midsentence in her email reply. "Antonia, I'm busy."

"You're really not." Lovina groaned and glanced over at Antonia, noticing a huge stack of files was now perched atop her desk. "I am though, come help? Then we can go get lunch together!"

Lovina sighed and finished typing out her reply, then muttered a, "Sure," before hanging up and making her way across the hall to Antonia's office.

She heard the phone ring as she was opening the door, but she just ignored it. The answering machine was far better at taking down messages anyway.