Ever since you graduated college, money was tight. With paying off student loans, paying for your apartment, and barely scrambling by with food and cable, you were forced to take two jobs.
Well that's sort of a stretch. You were a secretary at the same business for two people, but you liked to say you had two jobs.
Mr. Lafayette and Mr. Jefferson were your bosses and they couldn't be more different. Every other day you would switch between the two and it was absolutely exhausting. Not only would they work you to death, they were also the most handsome men in the building causing you to become distracted which led to some minor problems.
"(Y/N), would you be a lamb and come by my office to give these papers to Hamilton?" You heard Mr. Jefferson call from the phone.
You took a deep breath and scooted away from your computer. You were organizing Mr. Lafayette's schedule for next week. Even if you were with one of your bosses at a time, you still had to do work for both of them all the time.
You scurried out of your cubicle and wiped off any crumbs off your clothes from the snack you ate earlier. You walked over to Mr. Jefferson's office and opened the door.
"You needed me, Sir?"
Mr. Jefferson looked up from his computer and smiled. To you it looked like he wasn't the least bit busy, but you kept your mouth shut.
"Ah, (Y/N)! I need you to send these papers to Hamilton," He told you as he gave you a huge stack of papers. "Can you also tell him that I reject his new proposal to the company since he is wrong about..."
Mr. Jefferson always liked to make you give his coworkers bad news. You don't know but it usually causes some trouble between you and the person you tell. After Mr. Jefferson's rant about Mr. Hamilton's plan, you started to walk out, trying to balance the papers in your hand while opening the door until you heard him exclaim.
"Oh one more thing! Can you grab me a green tea latte with a double shot of caffeine and extra whipped cream?" He asked as he clicked on something on his computer. You could've sworn you saw Farmville on the screen.
You gave him a strained smile and walked out towards the elevators but almost screamed when you saw they were out of service.
"What the hell, they were working this morning." You grumbled as you carefully walked down the stairs. Luckily, Mr. Hamilton was just the next floor down. You almost tripped a couple times but you held your ground.
Finally, you made your way to Mr. Hamilton's office and you knocked on his door. There was no response for him and from behind the door you heard typing and muttering. You rolled your eyes at his antics and knocked louder.
"Shit..." You heard him mumble. "Come in!"
It took a bit to open the door with your full hands but you barely managed to do so. Mr. Hamilton's eyes widened as he saw you come in.
"Oh my god, (Y/N)! Let me help you!" He quickly got out of his chair and took the heavy stack of papers out of your hand to much of your relief.
You were grateful Mr. Hamilton was so nice to you. Whenever you worked late he always got you a cup of coffee since he almost always worked late. He always told you to find a new job, saying you were too smart and too good to be working for Mr. Lafayette and Mr. Jefferson.
"Are all of these from Jefferson?" He asked.
You nodded, still a bit out of breath from your trip upstairs. Mr. Hamilton whistled and put down the enormous stack of paper on his desk with a 'thud'.
