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"You’re new?" The girl asked ave me a small smile as I fiddled with my tie

"Yeah, it’s my first day" I made a face "Corporate America here I am"

"You didn’t want the job?" She looked atotta pay the bills"

"Yeah, I knohat you hed "I wanted to quit, but my stupid roommate is so irresponsible that I know the et fired and then on’t be able to pay the rent"

"Uh yeah" I nodded, feeling bad that she’d misunderstood me "What do you do?"

"I’ assle" She made a face

"Don’t like your boss huh?"

"Nope, he’s a privileged jerk" Her voice grew angry "I would have quit already if I could"

"OhMaybe tell HR about hi to want to hear it" She sighed "Especially as he’s related to the CEO"

"He’s related to the CEO?" I froze as I stared at her Was she talking about irl before infor her to think I was an assle Could she be talking about someone else?

"Yeah, he’s the boss’s son" She rolled her eyes "I don’t even think he’s qualified for the position"

"Oh, h time then? You seem to really hate him"

"I’ve not met him before" She confessed "But I’m sure he’s a spoilt rich kid like every other Beverly Hills Trust Fund baby"

"He’s frorown up in Manhattan Beach so I was curious to hear what her ansas

"I’ her brown hair across her shoulders in a dismissive fashion

"So you don’t really know much about him then?" I stared at her as the elevator stopped at the tenth floor

"No" She made a face "I’ve not actually worked for hi to be a jerk"

"Yeah, fro to be ato be his assistant?"

"Yeah, I’h I think I’ll let hiets on withouthim what to do"