chapter eight

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     I woke up to my alarm.  Today was my first day for my new job at Orlando.  I was told to dress in whatever I felt comfortable in, but I still wanted to dress professionally just in case.  I wore a plaid pants with a black sweater.  I took a mirror selfie, posting it to Instagram.

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Olivia_Paytes first day of work wish me luck😳👉🏻👈🏻 (ft dream's cat)

Dreamwastaken good luck!!
     Olivia_Paytes thank you!!

Tinakitten you're so pretty I-
     Olivia_Paytes ah!! you're so pretty

Karljacobs 😁
     Olivia_Paytes😄

     I nervously readjusted my shirt, walking out of my room.  Dream was in sitting at the bar in the kitchen with keys in his hand.  "You ready to go?"

     "Yeah, I'm good.  I'm a nervous wreck though."  I bit my thumb nail.

     "Don't be, Liv.  They'll love you!"  He reassured me, heading out of the apartment.  I directed him on how to get there using Google Maps.

     "Big building," I gulped.

     "If it's awful, you can come home and we can cry and eat all the ice cream you want.  If it's great, we can celebrate and eat all the ice cream you want.  Either way, Sapnap and I are here for you.  We've got your back."  He ruffled my hair.  "Now go kill it in there,"  he encouraged me.

     I felt exhausted as I exited the work building, sitting myself on a stone wall, waiting from Dream to pick me up.  I had finished my first day, and it was very overwhelming. 

     I pulled my legs to my chest, hugging myself for comfort.  I could feel tears brimming my eyes.  My phone starting ringing, Karl's contact popping up.

     "Hello?" I asked, my voice raw from fighting back tears.

     "Olivia?"  Karl responded, concerned.  "Is everything alright?  Where's Sapnap and Drea.?"

     "I'm fine, Dream's on his way to pick me up.  I just had a really tough day, that's all."  I sighed, rubbing the corner of my eye.

     "Do you wanna talk about it until Dream gets there?"  He asked me, his voice sounding a thousand miles away.

     "Actually, yeah that'd be nice."  I smiled despite my fragile state.

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