Y/N P.O.V
"Y/N, get me a double shot espresso!" My boss, Cat yelled from her office.
"Yes, Mrs. Williams." I reply.
I roll my eyes and get up taking her keys to her bmw. Well she asked me to get her a double shot espresso and she can never not tell her favorite no don't use her car.
Let's give you a brief explanation of what's going on. So, I work for one of the top entrepreneurs in the country. She has major high standards for anyone who works for her. She doesn't just hand out contracts, deals, or applications. It's hard to get in she asks you every question that you haven't prepared for in an interview. It was by landslide that I was hired. I was actually able to convince her that I would be the perfect assistant.
Now she loves me. I don't mess up any of her demands because I know that results in termination or warning depending on how bad you messed up. Letting me drive her car, well she has absolutely no problem with that because breaking one doesn't effect her 15 other ones.
I pull up to Starbucks drive through.
"Welcome to Starbucks, how can I help you?" The barista asks.
"Hi, can I get a double shot espresso with a 1/2 shot of soy milk, a double smoked bacon and egg sandwich, one chocolate chip cookie, and a venti ice coffee?" I order.
"Yes ma'am, so that's a double shot espresso with a 1/2 shot of soy milk, a double smoked bacon and egg sandwich, one chocolate chip cookie, and a venti ice coffee, will that be all?" The barista asks.
"Yes." I reply
"$20.89 at the first window." The barista says.
I nod and drive up to the first window giving the barista Cat's card. Once the transaction finishes I pull up to the second window collecting our food and drinks.
It's 7:30 pm and we're still at the office closing deals. I drive back to the office building getting out I lock the car and enter the building. I take the elevator up the stairs to the top floor. As I pass my desk I put down my things, then take our drinks and food to her office. I knock and she calls out for me to enter. When I enter after closing the door I look to see Cat in all her glory. She's standing up with her back to me.
I walk over my heels clicking as I go. I place our drinks and food onto her desk. Then I walk around to her chair sitting in it. She turns to me raising an eyebrow.
"You better be lucky that your my favorite." She remarks as she reaches behind me grabbing her drink.
"Luck is nothing but chance, however, guarantee is a promise written in stone." I say.
"Oh so she's a philosopher now?" Cat questions sarcastically.
"Can't help hide what I'm talented at." I reply.
"Hmmm surely can't, and your talented at?" She asks smirking.
"Now she's got jokes. Is she a comedian now?" I respond.
"Now that you said something I've been thinking about try it out." She answers.
"Well since you are you may want to get new jokes." I say then turn to my drink taking a sip.
"I've got one joke for you." She says walks next to me leaning against her desk.
"What has two legs, can talk a lot of shit, and seems as if they own it?" She asks.
"You?" I playfully respond.
"Hahaha, smart ass." She says.
"You were just asking for that one." I point out.
