Listen to No more sad songs by Little mix ft Machine Gun
"What do you mean Nancy"? He intensely ask
"Hm. You said what"?
"You just said now you know what to do. What do you mean"?
"Wait. I said that out loud"?
"Yeah you did. So what do you mean? You're not gonna kill him, are you"?
"Who"? I asked confused
"Stanley"!
"Seriously". I looked at him shocked. "No... God no. Well not yet anyway".
His eyes widen like someone who's seen a ghost
I laughed really loud. "I'm messing with you Sam. Calm down, I'm not a murderer".
"So what did you mean"?
"It was just gibberish Sam".
"Are you sure"? He asked concerned
I rolled my eyes. "Of course I'm sure. I just need to find a job, that's what is important right now. My rent is due in two months and I'll be homeless if I can't pay". I whined.
"You'll find something soon sweetheart". He gave me a hug. "I'll help you". He assured me.
"I need to go to bed, I have work tomorrow". He stated.
"Okay, good night. Thank you for today. Love you Sam"
"Love you too Nancy boo". I chucked at the name.
A loud knock on the door woke me up. Who could that be? I have hangover headache I don't need visitors right now. The knock continued and this time around it was louder. Who could this persistent idiot be?
"Nancy get out here". I heard
"Sam"? "What time is it"? I staggeringly stood up and opened the door.
"Gosh Nancy go put on some pants". I looked down and I had a sweat shirt on but no pants.
"Noted". I replied
"Why are you home so early"? I asked while looking for my pants.
"Found it". I shouted happily.
He rolled his eyes. "You never arrange your stuff".
I didn't bother to reply him, so I asked again. "Why are you home so early"?
"I'm not early. It's 7pm". He replied
"Really, wow I slept all day".
"What do you want Sam"? "I still need sleep". I said whining.
"You know you won't be sleeping this much when you get a job". He said smiling and raising a file.
"What's that"? I ask curiously
He gestured. "Beg me to tell you"
"Hmm". I stood up and walked towards him. "Or I could just..." I tried snatching it but my height ruined it for me and he ran.
"Come on Sam, don't make me chase you for this".
"I don't have the strength"
"Then beg me. Why won't you beg me"?
"Because you're an idiot"
"Well this idiot has got something interesting, so, it's either you beg me or you chase me. The choice is yours"
"Fine, idiot, I'll chase"
I started to chase him round my apartment, but failed miserably, he's just so tall and his legs are super long.
"I'm done. I yield. Please let me see". I said breathing heavily and exhausted.
"Finally she begs. You could've just begged from the beginning, would've been so much easier for you, I don't know why you don't like...."
"Shut up sam". I interrupted. "Give me the damn file". I snatched the file.
I opened the file curiously and read it intensely. It says the CMD of a real estate company, Valtore & Co is looking for a personal assistant and the pay is good, $30 per hour, and I would be working approximately 8 hours everyday, that's $240 a day, and $5280 a month if I don't work Saturdays and Sundays.
"I'm rich". I screamed and soon got the file snatched from my hand.
"Hey give it back". I promptly said
"Slow down sweetheart, you have to get the job first. And to get the job you need to meet the requirements"
"Omg! That's true". I panicked. "I don't think I'll meet the requirements, I'm just a high school... hold on, you wouldn't have brought that file in here, made me hustle for it if you didn't think I met the requirements". I said folding my arms and staring into his eyes.
He smiled. "Smart girl".
"Yes"! I screamed. "When is the interview"? I asked impatiently
"It's tomorrow"
"Tomorrow"! I yelled.