The interview had gone well. She'd watched her mouth and gritted her teeth through the girl's asinine banter about what band had the hottest singer, acting like she knew anything about emo music at all. It was the only job she could find without having do dye her hair or start as like some assistant in a tattoo shop without the cool perks of being able to practice tattooing. Who knows, she could have some hidden skill for tattoos! Either way, she managed to bullshit her way into a temporary job and just grinned wide.
"Zaaac, open up! Hey!" She kicked his door with her foot a little, avoiding smashing her toes in the process.
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