True love is hard to find, but when you do it can be magical,
'And we live on L O V E like it was our salaries,'
In which even the most arrogant of people can fall in love.
Five x Oc
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"How did you meet my imbecile brother? He didn't pay you did he?" She said quickly at the end. A sudden wave of caution in her tone appeared slightly concerned about how someone could get with her asshole of a brother. Allison took Quinn and Annie to her room after the offensive comment Diego made about her marriage.
"At my job. I had already been working there for a while and when he came we seemed to click. Which is as surprising to me as it probably is for you. Never had a work partner, never wanted one but I am glad I was forced." Them both chuckling at the end.
8 years ago • 1956 THE TEMPS COMMISSION
"You asked to see me?" Quinn asked fiddling with her hands behind her back to cover up how nervous she was.
"Ah Quinn glad your here." The handler opened her cigarette case and lit it placing it on her cigarette stick, breathing in the toxic fumes. The other women had already walked closer and sat down. Her boss came over and sat in front of her leaning on her desk. Eventually, she blew the smoke in Quinns face causing her to have a coughing fit and waved her hand back and forth dispersing the fog. Silence filled the room for long enough to make Quinn raise her eyebrow almost in question to what was going to happen. "You have a partner, he starts in..." checking the clock on the vanity fair, "...4 minuets and 23 seconds." Casually ending.
"What? No! You can't be serious, I can do it on my own thank you very much."
"4 minuets and 05 seconds now." The handler said tapping the clock impatiently.
"Oh uhuu, I can't believe this, I am fine I've been doing this for years!"
"Well I have already made your bed and all you have to do is lie in it. Don't worry I'm sure he is the perfect candidate better than you I'm sure. Now I'm sure you can excuse yourself." Waving to the door sloppily, still puffing on her.
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Quinn cursed under her breath in anger at what The handler had said 'better than you I'm sure', "Better than you my ass," packing up as herself and her mystery new partner were going to be in the same room, separate beds of course.
A soft knock was heard she trudged over to the door opening it slightly, peeking through to be met by no one... no one was there. Sighing in annoyance she started to close the door but a foot stopped her abruptly. Looking down at it in the process she was faced by-"Herb, what do I owe this honour?" Gritting her teeth irritated.
"Oh, right! Well um funny story actually I-I-I was out on a walk and sh-she-" Herb stuttered.
"Ooo can this be shorter?" Impatiently interrupting.
