You took the odd job while you were doing university, then the option to become Antwan assistant arose. It paid well, so you took an interview and got the job rather easily, almost too easily.

It was the average assistant job, calls, emails, reservations, meetings, all the boring things that kept you busy but not busy enough to do your school work alongside it.

Keys was someone who didn’t like Antwan, despite them ‘working for the same place’. And unfortunately for him he needed to speak to Antwan about something, which meant talking to you about said something. He didn’t know you, he’d seen you around, or typing stuff on the computer, or just scrolling through your phone.

He approached the desk.