Black Rose Society

2. First Impressions

It was, in fact, just another office job. I'd searched almost everything about the Black Rose but nothing except for "Successful international trade center" came up. A trade center. What about me told Chia I'd want to work at a place like that? (Desperation probably).

Chia sent me the job posting on their website and said she'd talked to her cousin and got me an interview tomorrow. Tomorrow. I had less than 24 hours to remember how to act in an interview. I probably shouldn't comment on the interviewers outfit choice like I did last time (especially since my preferred work attire was whatever I woke up in). Speaking of work attire...

Shit, I'd have to dress business casual. I hated business casual. The only suit I had was the bright neon yellow one my mother bought me in high school and forced me to bring to New York in case I finally got a job that would require one. It was horrendous, it actually hurt my eyes to look at but I didn't have the money to buy a new suit and I sure as hell couldn't wear sweatpants and a Minecraft t shirt to an office interview.

I sighed and went to my closet (which is also where I kept my kitchen utensils, and bathroom stuff, and- living in a one room studio apartment sucked). It took a few minutes but I finally found the wrinkled suit under my crockpot and itwas just as ugly as I remembered. I quickly stripped and pulled it on. I didn't have a white button up so I decided to keep on the same Minecraft t shirt and it surprisingly matched.

Fighting through my blankets I found my phone and took a quick picture in my full length mirror and sent it to my best friend, Lana.

Lana❤️❤️

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< Tell me I don't look like shit

PLEASE WHAT IS THAT COLOR NOVA😭>

<Leave me alone it's the only suit I have :/

Fine it's great, the tshirt really pulls it all tg💀>

< I'm blocking you🖕

LMAO nova I'm serious, they're not gonna care >

< Sure.

I sighed when I saw the incoming call from Lana but still picked up.

"Yeah?" I said.

"You look fine, don't worry. They'll see how suited you are for the job and forget all about the...suit," Lana paused, "Did I just accidentally make a pun?"

I couldn't help but laugh, "Yes a pun that very much suits the situation. I hope you're right though, I'll get kicked out if I don't pay rent by next week."

Lana gasped, "WHAT? Why didn't you tell me? I can CashApp you right now, how much do you need?"

"Lana stop," I said before she could send me money, "You barely have enough to pay your own rent. I'll get the job and pay it myself don't worry. And with the fat ass pay I'll be getting we can finally go on a trip somewhere fun!"

Lana whooped on the other side of the phone, "We better! I gotta go Nova babe, my break is over but I'll call you right after work and we can practice for your interview."

I smiled, "Thank you, now get back to work."

"I love you Nova babe," she sang.

I laughed, "I love you too Lana."

We hung up and with the silence that followed I was faced with the unfortunate truth that I would look like a sad excuse for a construction vest when I went to the interview tomorrow.