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BREAKING THINGS - VIKRAM BARN

Vik struggled with a problem a lot of people around the world suffered with. And that was clumsiness.

Now. It doesn't sound so drastic when you say it just like that, so many people slip up from being clumsy and it isn't a big drama if you have it, but Vik had an extreme case, he tripped over every day. He would accidentally break things and his bad luck cloud hovered over his head everywhere he went.

Vik had dealt with it his whole life, to tripping in front of a girl, and he tried to grab her hand to stop himself from falling, but instead ripped down her skirt, to the time he was leaning on the wall and his hand glided over the fire alarm bell and the whole school was evacuated. He was riddled with bad luck.

Vik didn't trust himself, he felt on edge everywhere he went.

And today was important.

He had a very special meeting for a big company, the specialised on video footage, making videos into a way to express yourself, share information and spread your platform. Vik knew it as YouTube, he heard the name countless let. But never really went to explore the site, apparently it was good, and Vik had been encouraged by few to put himself on the platform in hope he would build up an audience, Vik declined the offer, not feeling good enough to put himself out there.

Vik looked professional. He had a suit on, in order to win the job, he had to look put together and classy, usually Vick would be in a gabby hoodie and some sweats, with his slippers on his feet as he lounges around the house, Vik couldn't even remember the last time he had put a suit on.

Vik was close to the tall sky scraping building, it was huge, so much bigger than Vik expected, the doors to enter where wide and gold, the front room elegant with the all monochrome desire, with a few highlights of gold and copper touched in through the room, the white marbled desk to sign in was pressed against a black wall that had the words 'YouTube' in solid red.

Vik smiled as he walked over and told the women behind the desk she was here for a job application, the women sent him directions, to the elevator and head to the 4th floor before heading into the room that was entitled 'Joshua Bradley' he nodded as he headed for the elevator.

He stepped inside, last minute ran in a young looking blonde boy, his hair was messy and he didn't look office appropriate, he wore a blue jumper and some jeans, Vik glanced over the boy as the boy bit his lip, Vik chuckled inside his mind when the boy was about to press the button to the fourth floor before releasing it was already pressed, was this guy seriously going for the same interview?

The elevator doors dinged and open again as they both head in the same direction, Mr Bradley's office, they both take a seat on the chairs, Vik decides to sit next to the boy. "I'm Vik, guessing your here for the job." He laughs. "Yeah. You look a lot more professional than I do. I'm Harry by the way," he breathes. Vik smiles. "Yeah but I'm really clumsy, appearance doesn't mean much anyway does it?"

That was a lie, appearance means so much more than people think it does.

They both wait, until a man walks out in and in calls Harry, Vik wishes him luck as Harry disappears into the office for what feels like hours, but was only a short few minutes, when he came back he was intrigued to know how it went, Harry just shrugged however, saying he was unsure how it went, then Vik's name was called to go in, and he followed the man in.

The room was beautiful. It looked expensive, he walks over to the chair and sat down on it, facing the man sitting behind the desk, the man offered Vik some water, he accepted it, as he was quite parched, and the man poured Vik some water along with himself, Vik placed it down on the table next t him before the interview took place.

Joshua Bradley started asking him generic questions, why did you apply for this job? Why do you think you'll be a good fit? Are you interested in this type of media? Boring questions that vik had planned his answers to. Joshua seemed impressed at the quick responses. "You seem more put together than that Harry boy I just saw."

Vik frowned, poor Harry.

Vik picked up his glass to have another sip of water, but to his luck. Butter fingers, the glass slipped out of his hand and smashed onto the table, the water pouring out all not Joshua's open documents, the older man cursed loudly and angrily at the boys clumsiness. "All my work. What have you done?" He screams.

Vik was shocked, he stood up from his chair and ran to wear the tissues were, he tried to clean all the spillage but the damage was already done, he decided to give up and just walk out, teams streaming down his face, Harry noticed the sadden short boy and ran over. "What happened."

"I'm so clumsy, I break everything I touch. I messed up my whole chance." He cries into Harrys shirt. "Well that makes a bad interview for the two of us," he chuckles, trying to lighten up the situation, Vik smiles into Harrys chest. "Why don't we get a coffee down the road, make it better." He says.

"Ok." Vik agrees. "But don't be surprised if I drop that too."