"Ugh," I tap my alarm for the third time. I hated waking up in the morning for work.
I got up and brushed my teeth and took a shower. (Question: Y'all brush teeth first then take a shower? Or other way around?)
I put on my uniform for work. I was Mr. Graham's assistant. He owned one of the biggest companies in the world.
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I smooth out my skirt. "Let's get this bread bitch. Then clubbing on Friday," I tell myself.
I get in my car and drive to work.
At Work
"Good morning Ms. YLN," Mark winks at me. (Mark)
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"Good Morning Mr. Dubais," I blush. Mark had been flirting with me for some time. But I knew Mr. Graham didn't tolerate that, so I tried to make it seem as lowkey as possible. Mark was very attractive though. Because him and my other coworker Jamad, flirted with me: everyone thought I was some hoe fucking for pay.
Really I'm just a bitch in the work place with a fat ass. And that's on period.
I walked down to Mr. Graham's office. "Good Morning," I say barely audible.
"Ah there she is. Good Morning Ms. YLN," he greets back.
"I need you to file this paper work for me," He says, while handing me a stack of papers.
"On it." I hustle down to the filing room downstairs where I run into Jamad .
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