lorax x reader

oncelers pov

i send a message to my favourite person in the whole world, i wonder what's she's doing

'i'm coming to pick you up now so we can get lunch together' i send it

i'm wondering whether she will have finished the interview.

i get inside my red mercedes and drive to camerona court (where y/n is have ig the interview).

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i arrive and walk straight in admiring the posh windows and doors.

'this is a fancy place' i think

there is a freakishly tall and skinny women as the receptionist. she's gone over the top with lipstick and she is weirdly ugly.

"where is the lorax's office?" i ask

"4th floor door number 7" she says uninterestingly

"thanks miss"

i take the elevator because my legs are annoyingly long and achey.

i press the number 4 button to get the the 4th floor. i listen carefully to the elevator music and study the inside of the lift.

the doors open and number 7 is right in front of me. i knock loudly.