Some Nights (Haylor)

Chapter 3: Back to reality

One year Later

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"Is it ready?" Miranda asked me as I finish the last review on the documents.

"Yes!" I went through the pages one last time swiftly. These all look great. Perfect.

"Mr. Bran told me to ask you the number of times you checked." She asked.

"17 times."

"Good. Good." She nods. "So there is half an hour left." She looks up at the clock.

"Yeah." I rest my Ipad on the desk and take my glasses out. My eyes need rest.

"I think it's Brad Pitt." She said while smiling.

My architectural firm was asked to design a studio office in New York. This was one of the biggest deals and Mr. Bran needed everything to be absolutely flawless. He truusted me with this work and knew that I would keep everything at place. This was the first time I was given so much responsibility on a huge project. It was my time to prove myself.

We were going to have a meeting with our John Doe that day which meant my nights were sleepless for over a week. We had re-designed areas around 19 times and had finally came up with a solution that Mr. Bran and I liked.

Our company wasn't the biggest but we were definitely growing and increasing our fame with the talents we had.

"It could be. But you know how Mr. Bran is. He doesn't like to disclose his identity before the final meeting."

We had many ideas that we had to share with our John Doe and if he liked them, then the deal was ours.

"I have a feeling he is someone hot. Maybe Tom Cruise, or George Clooney-"

"We just have to wait for a few minutes for that. We will meet him then." I told her.

"Justin Bieber or Harry Styles or Timothee Chalamet-"

"I don't even know half the people you named." I chuckled.

"Come on, you don't know Timothee Chalamet? He was the one in 'Call me by your name' and 'Little Women'." She explained.

"Thanks for this extremely important information. Do you think I should wear this earrings?" I asked, taking out a crystal earring which I usually wear on important meetings.

"Definitely. " Miranda gvea me a thumbs up.

I smiled at Mr. Bran as I saw him coming towards us.

"Ms. Swift." Mr. Bran greeted me. "Are you ready for the presentation?"

"Yes, Mr. Bran. " I confidently answered.

"Well, good luck to you then. They have arrived in our first floor conference room. Shall we go?"

"Let's go then." I smiled then took a deep breath.

I was ready for it.

I took my I-pad and some necessary papers with me and started walking towards the elevator.

Our team consisted of Mr. Bran, George, David, Miranda and I. George and David were probably already in the conference room. George was the punctual one out of all, he was never late, not even for a minute. Our first floor was usually empty, we only used this conference room for confidential meetings. The sound of my heels were the only thing we could hear. I looked down at my blue dress one last time, hoping it looked presentable.