I made Tom’s morning tea, and chatted with the new Intern Nathan in the break room. He was working on a project with Harrison’s team. Apparently he had pitched an idea to Harrison and he immediately fell in love with it. Before I could congratulate him, I was summoned by an upset looking Tom who stood in the doorway. When I handed him his tea he walked off not even saying a word. A frown formed on my face as I headed back to my office. Trying to think of what I did wrong swirled in the back of my thoughts.

My foot tapped against the floor as I wrote out the finances of the company Tom signed with. Time passed by slowly and Louis kept spamming me with texts.

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