Josh scrolled through his phone as he walked to the restaurant. He sent a last minute text to Audrey, which consisted of him complaining and telling her to wish him luck. Pocketing his phone, Josh entered the fancy-looking restaurant and was instantly uncomfortable. He hadn't bothered to put anything particularly expensive, just some skinny jeans and a shirt. He stuck out, just as much as he did at Joseph Enterprises.
He went up to the standing woman there, smiling a little.
"Ah, you must be Josh!" The woman said, and Josh's smile faltered. "Mr. Joseph asked for you personally." She explained.
"Oh. Um, yeah. That's me." Josh said awkwardly.
"Splendid. Come along," the woman grabbed a menu and motioned for Josh to follow her.
As Josh followed, his nerves suddenly increased. He was about to spend an evening with one of the most famous and richest men in the world when he could've spent it on a piece. It was too late to turn back now, though, for the woman told Josh to sit.
"Mr. Joseph will be here in a minute," the woman handed Josh the menu and then walked back to her position.
Instantly, Josh took out his phone.
Me
i'm regretting my decision.
Almost instantly, Audrey answered.
A
you won't be regretting your decision by the end of tonight, i'm sure ;)
Me
omg shut up
A
haha jk dont let him put his filthy rat hands on you
Me
filthy rat hands
A
remember to tell him that no means no
Me
you're unbelievable
A
is he there yet?
Me
no
A
aight aight well stay safe kiddo use protection
A
but no dont let him touch your peepee you never know where his hands have been
Me
idk why i'm friends with you or why i accepted to this
A
hush now just give him a chance he just wants to be friends
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