 Anyone..? ΒΌ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
New job. New department. Much more advanced position.
Enrique appeared in one of the fireplaces, quickly stepping out in order not to be flooed on by the next person. He looked at the Atrium again, from a different angle this time. Today, he was dressed even better than the day he had first set his foot in the place. This new position was so far one of the best he had ever got, and he wanted the best first impression possible. After a few breaths, he turned towards the elevators. Level two was his new floor... hopefully, he would hold onto this job at last. |