I've never fallen from quite this high
Fallin' into your ocean eyes
Those ocean eyes
Hello again my pretties! how have you been!? my finals are over and i have one, study free month! so i may increase my updating speed a bit. let's begin shall we? ENJOY!
şahika thought she was going to pass out from excitement! She did it, finally got it. After months of job searching and busting her ass off cleaning tables, She got a promising interview! In one of istanbul's top holdings at that.
Of course it was only an interning job now but it was a paid internship; which meant she didn't have to work as a waitress anymore.
And it wasn't like şahika planed on staying an intern forever. She was a very ambitious woman; şahika was sure she was gonna get promoted in no time!
She sighed and look at the email one more time while twirling a piece of her hair between her fingers. She would take anything at this point. 'A week or so later' had turned into a 'couple of weeks or so later'. şahika had been working almost nonstop between her three jobs to make ends meet. But it was worth it. She always had at least two hundred at the end of the week to store away for savings. Biting her lip, şahika responded to 'canan from Human Resources'.
Looking over at simba who was laying contently on the cool hardwood floor, şahika shook her head. "I have a meeting with her tomorrow at 8 am. Please pray for me that I don't screw this up."
Simba purred and stretched his legs out. şahika laughed. With the prospect of a new job looming over the horizon, she put her hands behind her head and grinned widely. Her jubilant thoughts turned to the woman she had met all those weeks ago on the webcam. They had communicated almost daily since then, and during each meeting, şahika appreciated the wit the other woman possessed. She was very private and closed off about her personal life, but the two found ways to talk about other things. Of course, the other woman would turn her chair around before writing what she wanted to say on the whiteboard, which would slow their conversation, but şahika didn't mind. Their relationship had grown to a point where it was no longer awkward for şahika to wait. From 'HA', she had taken to calling the woman just 'H' in her mind, since the woman didn't seem like she would like to be called 'Mrs'. On camera though, the young woman didn't call the other woman anything, assuming it would be easier on them both if she remained anonymous.
şahika logged in and smiled when she saw she had a request from 'H'. It was from 15 minutes ago, but şahika hoped she was still on. She pinged back, and waited anxiously for any sign of response. A few seconds later, she was faced with the image of the whiteboard once more.
"Hello espresso."
Hiding a cringe at the fake name, şahika grinned brightly. "Hi. Guess what?" she tried to wait for the woman to write 'what' on the sign, but couldn't hold it in, "I have a job interview tomorrow," she blurted. "I will finally be able to stop this, waitressing, and bartending to get a real job."
There was a pause, and after a few seconds H raised her hand to write her response; şahika noticed her hand was trembling a bit. was something wrong!?
"I see. Make sure you wear something decent."
şahika frowned. "What's wrong?"
H tightened her grip around the marker "Nothing! Must you make something drastic out of everything?"
"b..but..I thought you'd be excited for me," şahika was completely confused at H's short responses. She swallowed while continuing "Just a month ago, you were lecturing me on the principles of being a self-respecting woman! don't you remember?"
