Lovely Little Home
"It's so peaceful here…"
"Yes. Indeed it is."
"Such a lovely little home…"
"I can't see myself leaving here…"
"Ever?"
"Never."
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Thump
Thump
Buzz
BUZZZZZZ
"ugggghh…."
BUZZZZZZZZZZ
Crunch
"Stupid clock…"
A young girl grumbled from under heavy white sheets. She stretched and groggily got up from her bed. She walked across the cold wood floors and made her ways toward the bathroom. She looked at her flustered in the mirror. Her brunette locks were tangled in a mop.
"…What happened last night?"
The girl felt a sting of nausea. She grabbed her stomach and moaned in pain. The girl quickly fell by the toilet and got sick.
"Ugggh…I'm not feelin' too hot. So much for work today…"
She lifted herself slowly from the ground with struggle. The girl made her way to the phone. She walked out of bathroom and made her ways toward the living room. She reached the white wall phone. Just as she reached for the phone it rang. She picked up the phone.
"Hello….." She said tiredly.
"Anzu Masaki?" An older man replied.
"Yes, this is she."
"Oh, Ms. Masaki, this is urgent. I'll need you to fill in Mr. Kim's position today. He has been gone for quite a while ever since I sent him on that client's legal agreement. I'll need you to come down here and I'll give you the details."
"Um, sure. I…." Anzu began but was cut off by her boss.
"I'll see you here at 8:30. See you then."\
"But I….."
Click
"Damn it." Anzu grumbled. She looked over at the clock, it was 7:54 a.m.
"Ugghh…."
She made her way back to her room. She picked out her white blouse and black skirt. Anzu walked into the bathroom and readied herself. Before leaving she got into the medicine cabinet and popped some nausea medicine into her mouth.
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Anzu sat down and stared blankly at her boss. He was talking rather softly on the phone. He said his farewells and put down the phone.
"Ah, Ms. Masaki, just in time. I just got off the phone with Mr. Kim's wife. She's quite in a bit of a mess with her husband's disappearance and all. Poor dear is wallowing in a pool of tears. As I said earlier, I'll need you to fill in his place with that client's order. They want to buy a company share. This is vital as this is the son of South Korea's largest and most successful international trading company. If he were to buy a share of this company then that will raise our company's shares up to ten-fold in value." The porky boss drabbled on.
Anzu Masaki shifted in her seat uncomfortably.
"Anzu, this is very vital, not only to me but to your paycheck as well. This could make us very wealthy indeed. I'd ask someone else to do it but I have no one else in this company that can speak fluent Korean."