Here is an extract from my upcoming fic:
John looked up at the large wooden doors looming over him. Going to new places always stressed John and you would think he would be fine due to all of the travelling he did, but entering a new place where you are forced to meet to new people and experience new things always caused an uneasy feeling to John.
He took a shaky breath and entered the building to his new Job. Washington Post, a political newspaper where they focus on political stories and also use their status as away to help people who are less unfortunate as us to raise their voice, a dream job to John ever since he read an article about the everyday racism people have to face n their lives. He always thought it was right to voice out your thoughts especially for people who weren’t able to do it themselves. He was fortunate enough to know Washington, the founder of the newspaper, through his father so when he was asked for an interview he accepted without hesitation.
A week later and he landed a positional as an artist for the political comics they produce. It was perfect for him. A fun and creative job, so he won’t get bored and the establishment it two blocks away from his apartment. He couldn’t think of anything better than this.
When he entered the large room, he failed to keep his awe to the building a secret since his mouth was agape as he stared in wonder at the beautiful paintings that filled the walls. He tried to focus and didn’t want the elegant building to distract him. He continued walking to the elevator, patiently wating for it to arrive to the ground floor.
“Jack?” a familiar voice behind him asked. He turned around with his eyes wide. He was not expecting to see that man ever again
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