The meeting room was a big empty room with a round table at the center. There was a whiteboard where everyone could see and Mr. Burns, the company master, walked to the front. Some of the company staff were sitting, some just stood, I decided to stand down from Mark.
Mr. Burns was old and frail with a bald head and a slate mustache. He was a short, tubby old man ruling our lives.
“ News flash, Mr. Watson abnegated.”
As soon as he said that, there were whispers that went on around the room, I heard some say
.“ I suspected that he must have gotten a better job.”
Some said, “ He was diagnosed with some bad complaint.”
I was enough much in shock at one, he was my master. I was his clerk and he did not indeed bother to tell me he was allowing me to quit. I had every right to know, to get ready to have someone new take his place.
“ Reason for this meeting, as some of you may wonder, is to introduce you all to the principal editor.”
And formerly again the whispers went about the room
“Mr. Watson has been replaced so presto.”
“ I heard this new joe is the proprietor of this media house.”
“ There's no way he's just too youthful.”
“ Well, no one said that you can't be youthful, rich, and hot.”
Just Wow. I heeded into the three girls beside me ramble about seeing the new master. She said she shook hands with him and she was certain he was the most handsome man she had ever seen. I had seen a lot of those, I would presumably meet further of them. I felt my head go a little dizzy at how presto everything sounded to be passing.
“ So let me call Mr. Anderson over to introduce himself, Cole Anderson.”
Many people clapped and some just waited to see the man that was staying behind that door walk in. He was presumably some old, frail rich man trying to underfeed his bank regard further.
“ Cole Anderson, come on in joe.”
And boy oh boy to my surprise, it was Cole, my one-night stage from my birthday night.
*****
“ I can not believe what you have gotten yourself into Ellen.” Edith moaned as I dragged her out of the conference hall.
We demanded to do some girl talk, I demanded both help and advice or differently my life was squinched and yeah, talk of my job.
Some joe I had coitus with over the weekend shows up on Monday as my new master?
The heck! What was over with the macrocosm and getting back at my sorry beggared burro.
“ You're squeezing my arm too tight.”
I managed to walk her outside behind the structure and all through, avoiding the receptionist, Melissa's ganders.
Like, mind your own goddamn business.
As soon as I felt the sense of fresh air, I took a sharp deep breath. My aspect was drawn to the structures, which were stunningly altitudinous and eye-catching. These structures featured some of the most unique armatures I'd ever seen in my life. Indeed though I grew up in New York, it was still a lovely megacity.
“ Elle?” Edith nudged me
“ Yeah!.”
“ You were saying?”
“ Cole, Mark, and the coitus it's just passing too presto I don't know what to do.” I felt my gashes water-soak my eyes and I was sure I was going to cry.
“ Stay, Cole Anderson, the hot joe Mr. Burns just introduced is theee “ Cole” you fucked with during your one-night stand?”
.Well, principally that.
“ Yes and.”
“ He is now your new master, the editor.”
“ Am so squinched Edith I don't know.”
Edith burst out laughing and clapped her hands. I goggled at her, esteeming her straight, shoulder-length brown hair, the same soft brown as morning coffee. Smooth, indefectible skin; a straight, pert nose; and full, pink lips. She was stunning, and she led a perfect life. She did not have a man in her life, but she was as whole and happy and meddled up as I was.
“ Rather than laughing at my screw-up, why not help me out of this shit?”
. “ Elle, you noway cease to bring drama into your own life, your swain and some joe you slept with working together?”
. “ I get how the effects are going, Edith.”
“ You just have to tell Cole that what happed between you guys was some dumb mistake and that Mark and you're serious”.
Were we though? Seriously?
But she did have a point and this was a workspace, Cole was to be my master, we had to act a little more professional and put that amorous night behind us.
“ I guess I could tell him that.” Edith tapped my shoulder
“ You're bigger than this Elle, now come on.”