NIGHTS: #ANBONUS

Part I

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"Who moved my stuff around?" I asked my fellow interns who where busy typing away, I would've been doing the same except I couldn't locate my article notes.

"No idea, when I came in from lunch everything was spotless clean, like OCD clean, who separates pens?" Vera says flicking her straight auburn hair off her shoulder. She was one of the only people I knew in the office since everyone was too busy to socialize or snobby to  "mingle with the temps".

"Ugh their putting me way behind schedule." I groan flicking through all the files as fast as I can whilst not messing up the new arrangement of my cubicle desk.

"Kamila, can we finalize your article." My boss Nora says as she makes a bee line to her office smiling briefly. I had spent all week collecting and writing notes about the denim lines catering to body types, I had  even done some field work and got video content as poof my orange file was gone.

"Yeah, I'll be right in." I say whilst panicking, " Vera help me!" I whisper harshly as we now both spend our time rummaging everywhere. I was going to have to lie through my teeth to get out of this one.

"S'cuse me." A male voice from behind gets my attention and Vera's as we both turn around to see a guy dressed in jeans and a vintage Queen shirt with vintage looking clear aviator glasses on. Impatiently I wait for him to get to the point of why he needed my attention when I found him holding my orange file complete with my fancy cursive K on it.

"My file!" I exclaim full of relief, grabbing it out of his hands. "Oh thank you so much... Wait why do you have my file?"  I say confused since I'd never seen him in my whole existence since working at D-H.

"I was organizing-" he says smiling softly

"So you just stole it." I interrupt wondering how some random person got hold of all my hard work and plans. Vera being the supreme sidekick eyed him suspiciously with her whiskey hued eyes

"I didn't, steal per say." He says defending himself

"Kamila!..." Nora shouts form her office, with one last stern glare I walk off to her office to pitch my work.

"Keep your fingers off my shit." I bid him farewell

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"Did she like it?" Vera asks sipping on her coffee whilst I snack on a granola bar.

"Yeah she did, she usually is so critical but she didn't say much this time because like half my work was gone." I say sulking, I should be happy but I had a mystery to solve.

"How can she like it if it was incomplete?"

"Like, someone fucking edited it, it was filled with blue ink pointers to change and shit to add in." I say thinking about my blue ink fairy god mother.

"That's random, maybe it was Freddie Mercury guy." She hints, it very well could be him, but o don't even know where or who he was.

"Where did he go?" I ponder.

Back in the office we where thrown straight into a lunch briefing for the pop up store opening in New York for fashion week. I quite frankly was excited because of all the new merchandise coming in, I was too broke to have it all but I was going to spoil myself with at least one souvenir to remind me of my stint in the fashion world.

"Alright guys, the pop up store is still like a building sight so there won't be any promo photos going up till next week but-" Nora begins to stressfully brief us on what to do for the week before she was interrupted by the Freddie Mercury guy.

"-But with the help of your loving brother it'll be ready by Thursday." He says walking in and sitting my the edge of the conference table.

Brother! Both Vera and I connect eyes looking both in disbelief and embarrassment. He seemingly saw that and curtly nodded his head at us.

"No flirting, get out in fact you shouldn't even be here supervisor." My boss reprimands him and shoos him from the room.

"Yeah, so that's that I guess but I'll be needing the web photos by the way." She says leaving the room while we all get back to what we're doing. As temps Vera and I didn't have much to do so I spent it idle on my phone and Vera coating her nails in bronze nail polish to compliment her red hair.

"Can believe he's her brother, you called your bosses brother a theif." She snorts at my misfortune

"We." I say dragging her down with me

"Uh uh, not part of this." She refuses, just as he walks out of