Interview

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I wake up to the familiar sound of my ringtone, "Thunder" by Lana Del Rey. I've been a fan of her since Born To Die era but somehow I become an even bigger fan as each day goes by. I pick up my phone and answer it, it's my boss of course, I'm a reporter, sometimes I'll do interviews too.

"Hello?" I say in a raspy voice.

"Hey! Just wanted to ask if you could come in today? I know it's your day off but I have someone in here who I think you'd love to interview." He explains.

"Who?" I ask.

"It's a surprise. Just trust me." He tells me.

"Alright, I'll be there at 8." I reply, I do trust him a lot.

"Sounds good. See you then." He says before hanging up.

I glance at the time and see it's already 7:28, fuck. I quickly sit up and head over to the bathroom to start getting ready, I brush my teeth and hair before washing my face and walking to my closet. I pick out a sage green t-shirt and some cargo pants, I usually dress really casual to make myself and the interviewee more comfortable. Once I've put on my outfit, I check the time, 7:40. My workplace is only 10 minutes from my house, so I still have a few minutes. I gather my belongings that I usually bring, my phone, airpods, and purse, and head out the door. I start my car and begin driving.

10 minutes later

I pull into the parking lot and gather my things before heading towards the door. After I check into the front desk, I walk to my boss' office and knock.

"Come in!" He half shouts. I comply.

"Hey," I say quietly.

"Hey Y/N! The lady you're interviewing should be here in a few minutes, sorry, I should've told you about this way earlier, I forgot." He explains.

"It's fine, I'm sure it'll be fun. Can you tell me who she is now?" I ask impatiently.

"Not yet. You'll know when you see her." He tells me.

"So I know her?" I ask.

"Just go to your office. I'll send her over when she comes. You can do your interview there." He says.

"Ok, see ya later." I reply.

I walk out of his office and start walking down the hall, my office only 5 doors down from his so it's a short walk. I open the door and sit behind my desk. My office is a very comfortable environment it has candles, couches, a mini fridge, a microwave, a few posters, and a hell of a lot of LED lights. My boss hates how casual I make my office, but I think it makes sense to have it like this. I'm not nearly as stressed. A few minutes go by before I get a knock at my door.

"Come in!" I half-shout, just how my boss had a few minutes ago.

The door slowly opens and I see my boss walk in, followed by a woman quickly scanning the room.

"Hey Y/N! This is the nice lady you'll be interviewing today!" My boss excitedly announces. I finally look up at the woman's face and immediately recognize it.

"Oh my fucking God. You're kidding. No way." I can't believe my eyes as I find myself staring at THE Lana Del Rey.

"Hi! What's your name?" Lana asks, as my boss walks out and closes the door.

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