"Oh good, I'm totally going to tank this," Christopher said, pacing in the lobby, rehearsing lines under his breath.
*(Talking to the readers)*
"How do I look? And don't say fresh—this isn't an ad for Axe body spray!"
"Don't freak out... who's the man?!" he repeated to himself, watching the receptionists type away.
A girl passing by shot him a strange look, almost puzzled.
"Nothing to see here!" Christopher smirked awkwardly, glancing over his shoulder as if someone might be there, but he only saw the reflection of a nervous guy.
*(Talking to the readers)*
"Can you believe that girl? He raises his eyebrows, shrugging off the fleeting concern.
"Alright! Let's do this!" he encouraged himself, pushing open the door to the interview room.
"Oh god, oh god," he muttered, taking a seat.
*(Talking to the readers)*
"Am I really doing this?"
"Hello. Thank you for coming in today. We at Jobs & Associates were very impressed by your resume," the interviewer said, looking over the top of his glasses.
"Really? I was expecting more from a firm of lawyers," Christopher quipped, trying to lighten the mood.
The interviewer merely blinked, unamused.
*(Talking to the readers)*
"Oh god, this is going horribly wrong...." Christopher thought, feeling insecure. He coughed, trying to sound light-hearted. "Tough crowd, am I right?"
"We here at Jobs & Associates value professionalism and seriousness," the interviewer responded sternly.
"I understand. I'm sorry if I—"
"We'll call you back," the interviewer said, without looking up.
"But—"
"Fine..." Christopher said, crestfallen, feeling the weight of disappointment.
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**At a Café with Ethan**
"... And then I tried to make a joke to lighten the mood," Christopher explained, looking discouraged.
"Oh no, tell me you didn't actually do it," Ethan said, acting exasperated yet playful.
"I did, and—" Ethan was cut off by the waitress who set their meal down but watches Christopher a moment too long, eyebrows raised, causing him to shift uncomfortably in his seat.
"Here's your order, sir," she said flatly, looking at him with knitted brows, like he was crazy and he watched her retreat, feeling a touch of unease.
"Ummm, thanks..." Christopher replied, puzzled.
"What was that?" he asked Ethan, bewildered but his gaze lingered, seeming to question something unsaid.
"No idea," Ethan shrugged.
"Maybe it's your big ass forehead," Ethan jokes, deflecting the question. Christopher chuckled, but it didn't reach his eyes completely.
"Hey! You jerk!" Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Oh shoot! I'm late for a date. I'll catch up with you later!" he called, quickly exiting the café
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The Echoes Of Ethan | BxB ✓
Novela Juvenil(Completed) In a world where dreams clash with harsh realities, Christopher, a law student, grapples with buried secrets while navigating love, friendship, and the ghost of his past. As he reflects on his unwavering support system, he can't help but...
