HEIR~HIZZIE

48

As the sun pierced through the office window, Hope took a seat in her chair, gazing out upon the inviting landscape. there was a buzz of her phone making her distracted, it was from penolpe.

'we have found a perfect match for the job.'

I power off my phone and place it aside. i looked at my computer, there wasn't much for me to do since penolpe does most of the things. there was a knock at the door.

"come in!" i called out

waiting for my assistant to walk in, "I haven't heard back from you after sending my message." hope nodded.

"i saw it, don't worry. i was just... doing work." Penelope smiled and nodded, taking her seat in front of the desk and placing her laptop on it.

"so... what do you think of her, did you look at her profile." the older girl shook her head. "no. not yet i'll do it now." hope when into her email and saw the girl.

she read through all the information, "shes very, bright." hope spoke looking at penople who just laughed.]

"isn't that good, she'll be a good designer. she could do clothes, books and interior designing. we need someone like her on are fashion department." hope nodded. "we do."

"so whens she ready to interview, I'm free all tomorrow and later today." penolpe looked at her computer.

"well i can say tomorrow one in the afternoon." hope nodded.

"sounds good. i'll make sure to get her in here then."

Penelope smiled at Hope and got back to work, as she was confident that this candidate would be a great addition to their fashion department. She went onto the interview scheduling website and marked the time for tomorrow - 1 PM - as well as made note of any other details, like what to wear, and always have your hair tied back. Penelope was always immensely organised - something which made her an invaluable asset to the team.

Now all that was left to do, was wait and see how the interview went! She hoped it would be a success!

The next day had arrived, and with it came butterflies in Penelope's stomach as she watched Hope lead the candidate into her office.

"so, Jennifer-" hope started fixing the paper in front on her. "would you like me to call you that or, Miss Gasper."

"Jennifers fine, Gasper is my father's last name." hope nodded. "so, why do you want this job." the tribrid asked looking at the girl who was staring at the paper in front of her. "well since Klaus mikaelson was running all of them i have always wanted this job. and when i found out someone left i had to get that job quickly." Penelope smiled, she could see why this girl was the perfect candidate for the job. She listened as Hope continued to ask her questions and it seemed that Jennifer had all of the answers.

At the end of it, Penelope couldn't help but smile - she knew that they had found a perfect fit for their fashion team!

Jennifer walked out of the office with a wide grin on her face. She had landed the job! Penelope was ecstatic too, they had found she had the perfect candidate!

"shes great." hope nodded with a small smile on her face. "in a few years i could see her as the head of that department, maybe higher." penople smiled.

"That's why you're my assistant - you do a great job. I can't believe I gave you a hard time at the start." penolpe laughed and nodded. "well thank you." Penelope's face lit up with joy as she looked at the girl, who had a radiant smile that seemed to bring light and hope to everything around her.

"do you want something to eat, i can order something for you." hope shook her head. "do you want to go out and get something to eat, all on me since you did most of the work." hope laughed, "Yeah sure."

after they ate something the decided to go on a walk together.

They smiled and continued walking in silence, content to just be together. It was like this for a while until eventually, they decided to head home. On the way back they happily chatted about what had happened throughout their day, making plans for more adventures in the future.But deep down both Hope and Penolpe knew that something special had begun that day, something that would make them both happy, a friendship.