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"so, I don't have a job, apartment. and I'm living at home again." Lizzie spoke annoyed as she laid on her double bed. Josie looked at her, "Come now, you know there's nothing wrong with that, we all go through struggles."

"you literally got hurt too, and you're already getting an apartment, and you have a job." the girl nodded. "which my ex-girlfriend gave to you. and has not taken it back."

"I can decline it, I don't mind." Josie spoke, "I can find another job." Lizzie shook her head, fuming with rage. "no! I'm not going to let you ruin your future." Josie shook her head.

"no, ill go down there tomorrow, and tell hope, that I will only work there if you do too." a small smile crept onto the girl's face. "you would do that for me." Josie was deep in thought as she considered what had been said. Slowly, and with a firm resolve, she nodded her head in agreement. She felt a conviction stirring inside her that this was something she wanted to be involved in. It may have taken her a moment to come to the decision, but now that it was made she couldn't ignore it any longer. She had to take action and stand up for what she believed was right—even if it meant standing alone against all odds. Josie was going to get Lizzie's job back for her.


"what's the chance that you- we will find the people who tried to kill the twins." Klaus looked up at Hayley who looked worried, "I found her, remember Aurour." Hayley looked at the man who laughed.

"yeah, I guess we just forgot about her." the woman sat down and looked at Klaus who stared at her. "what are we going to do, I don't think we should tell hope," Hayley spoke looking at her husband who nodded.

"ill do anything you want me to love." a small smile crept onto the hybrid's face, "Don't start, I'm not in the mood for your flirtatious remarks."

Klaus sighed and looked away, knowing that his wife was right. This wasn't the time for jokes or flirting; this was a serious issue that needed their full attention. "well, expect many flirtatious remarks when we find that bitch."


hope walked into her office with a bunch of paper in her hand and had penolpe following behind her, "Jennifer asked when could she move into the apartment," hope shook her head.

"Well, is it empty? you shouldn't be asking me I don't control that I'm just their boss." penolpe nodded, "Should I give them a notice, that it would be appreciated if they started moving out." hope shook her head.

"no, Lizzie was hurt. she probably just recovering. give her two weeks. and tell Miss Gasper that we will send a car to her house to get her if that's the problem."

penolpe nodded. "anything else you want to ask me." the tribrid sat in her chair and stared up at penolpe who nodded slowly.

"what is it then, I don't have time for this." the girl nodded quickly and looked at her clipboard then hope again.

"well, Josette Saltzman, wants to see you." Her eyes widened, oozing surprise and disbelief. Like an oil slick spreading across a still pond, the emotion blossomed in her expression until within seconds, all thought of her prior sophisticated air vanished as if it had never been there at all. "you can't be serious!" penolpe nodded and looked at the girl, "she called this morning." hope shook her head.

"you are going to have to have a meeting with her, because I am not." the witch shook her head in disbelief, "I cant, you always do the meetings, and I stand in the corner of the room." hope stood up suddenly.

"you have to, ill literally lose my mind if I see her, I gave her this job when I wasn't being ignored by her sister. she's lucky she still has it." Penelope looked at the girl who was now picking up the paper she had on her desk. "tell her, that I'm not at work, and you will be doing the meeting and reporting it back to me, okay." there was a sense of finalisation when she spoke so penolpe didn't say anything else but nod.

"tell me how it goes over a milkshake." hopes face changes, she has a bright smile on her face and is staring directly and penolpe.

"Sure."

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