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Flaky was excited, he got him self ready for his interview and checked for what he needed. He ate a light lunch because he realized that he got too nervous, he might throw up.
He then left early so he would be more than on time. He really hopes everything goes well, the job seemed simple, and safe. Of course, being last to go home in the dark is not so safe, but he can figure something out. He just wants a stable job.
He is all dress up and waiting in the lobby. He tried not to shake so much.
The longer he waited though, the more nervous he became. Then he noticed a water fountain with some paper cups on the wall. He got up and tried to calm his shaking enough to take a cup and fill it with water and not spill it. He was only marginally successful.
His hands became wet and he narrowly avoided doing the same to his clothing, only a few drops of water made it to the floor.
-------He panicked and took some napkins; he got on his knees and started to wipe the floor. He paused and looked up when he was done. He saw other people staring at him and he felt tears swell in his eyes and red fill his cheeks.
They all became uncomfortable and looked a way from him. He shook less as now, there are no eyes on him.
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He finished the interview and now has to wait in agony over the probability of being hired or not. He briefly thought about telling his friends. He dismissed the thought as he didn't want to disappoint them if he didn't get the job.
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Eventually, the day ended and he couldn't sleep. He decided he would listen to his favorite pod-cast again. He wonders if the pod-caster doesn't sleep and then worries about him and his health. Maybe one day he will give him a call and inquire about? No, no, he couldn't possible muster the courage to speak to him. However, his pod-cast has helped and soothed his anxiety. It would only be right if he showed concern and care for him, right? He ponders that, perhaps, it is a strange thing to worry about.
He falls a sleep to the sound of the pod-caster talking about a book he's been reading. The smooth, rich voice that he loves listening to.
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Bye!
Here is a little comic!!
Sorry about the quality of the picture.
It goes:
Flaky- I can carry it.
Splendid- I don't mind!
Splendid- (I have to keep an eye on them at all times or they'll get hurt. Again.)
Flaky- W-well, thank you anyways....Spencer.
Splendid- (It doesn't hurt that they are super cute....)
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Bye again!!!
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Hidden Smiles
FanfictionFlaky is the shy porcupine of Happy Tree. She has many things she likes to do, but not many know that besides her closest friends. She has had a hard time keeping a job because something always happens, until one day, she gets hired to work for a ne...