Jessica
Following the schedule that they made for me, we, just like what Alex and I planned, we are here at the company’s audiovisual room that they fixed to look like a formal interviewing studio. “This place looks great.” I complimented.
“I heard they added more effort in setting this up because they heard about Sir Morrison tagging along with you, miss.” Pearl said, currently serving as my makeup artist because of accepting the job of being my own secretary—but in our girl code, it simply means that she’ll be my best buddy wherever I go.
“But who cares? Those efforts were like for you too.” She said, followed by a chuckle which made me smile as she put on the final touches to my faces. “They should respect you more because I feel bad on how you lived before.” She said, pity is lacing
