POV Marinette:
Alya was amazing, she was a cheerful girl, smiling at me while making me visit the company
Alya: beautiful right?
I just nodded while looking at this beautiful company, never in my life I have seen a luxurious company like this
Alya: we are lucky to work in this luxurious, comfortable and successful company.
We went to the elevator and she pressed the button for the last floor. We were quiet inside the elevator but once we left, this floor has only just one office, nothing else. The door was so big, so fancy
Alya: this is the floor, there is only a hallway and his office and there, you will find your room where to rest. Let's take a look
I followed her to the janitor room, where ill rest when I'm not working, I'm sure that it looks like a stable or something like that, usually rich people don't respect janitors but when Alya opened the door, my jaw dropped
#Janitor room
This room is better than the house I'm living in right now, it has a tv, a big bed, and even a beautiful bathroom, I can see my face in the fence
Alya: our boss respect every janitor and he believe that they need to rest after a long day at work. They get a raise whenever he is satisfied, he is obsessed by clean places and hate dirty places.
The brunette gave me the key for this room then we walked back to where the door of the office is
Alya: the janitors have also access to the general cafeteria in the fourth floor, there all the employees will have a luxurious lunch of their choice, and it's cooked by the best chefs assigned by Mr. Agreste. It's for free for all the employees of this company, so at lunch, you can go there for sure and have your lunch.
I nodded and once we reached the big black door, she walked to the left side where it was the interface to tape a code
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Ran Away
FanfictionMarinette's parents aren't in good term with her boyfriend Luka and they didn't approve their relationship. Deciding to be with the love of her life, Marinette ran away with her boyfriend to another country and begin a new life, but little she knows...