The Interview

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Louis POV

We had finally made it to the interview for Stan.

"C'mon. Lets go." I said while taking off my seatbelt.

"I think it's best if you stay in the car and wait until after." Stan said stairing straight into my eyes

"But why?" I asked with a confused look on my face.

"I just think you should stay in here. Please." He asked.

"Ok I guess" I said sitting back.

"Ok." He said while giving me a quock peck on the lips. "Wish me luck." He said stepping out of the car.

"Good luck." I said kind of disappointed.
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I was bored when Stan went in and I ended up falling asleep.

After what seemed like 2 hours I woke up to the car door being opened and slammed shut.

"Hey, how did it go?" I asked trying to adjust my eyes.

"Not good." He said closing his fists tightly.

"Why? What happened?" I asked curiously.

"Oh I will tell you what happened." He said looking like he was about ready to punch someone.

Flashback*******

"So sir..... what do you do?" The interviewer asked.

"Uh... not much, I mostly stay home." Stan replied.

"Um... let's see.... have you gone to college?" The interviewer responded not to amused.

"No I actually dropped out of highschool. I don't even think about college at all." Stan said.

"Oh... I see.. I'm sorry sir i don't think you qualify."

"WHAT THE FUCK!?!?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN I DON'T FUCKING QUALIFY?!?!" Stan said raising his voice while getting out of his seat.

"You don't reach our expectations... you have even got a degree." The interviewer said ever so calmly.

"BULLSHIT! I TOLD THE FUCKING TRUTH DIDN'T I? ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU GUYS WANT IN AN EMPLOYEE?"

"Yes sir but you dropped out of highschool."

"YOU ASSHOLE!"

"Sir you need to leave." The interviewer said gesturing to the door.

And with that Stan left.

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