Matt and Chris are inseparable. Always have been. It’s sort of inevitable when they grew up as triplets. Nick has been very successful with his business Space Camp Wellness, so he’s off doing his own thing. Matt and Chris however have started their own companies based off their own personal projects from when they were younger. They’re both 25 now and thriving.
One day though, everything changed.
You came into the picture
Intelligent, beyond qualified, and beautiful.
They were both looking for a secretary. One to answer calls, file papers and keep track of important dates. You applied for both jobs in case you didn’t get one of them.
But you got both.
After Matt and Chris leave work from a long day of ‘CEOing’, they get back to their shared apartment. Despite being successful entrepreneurs, they hated living alone.
As Chris is cooking burgers for the two of them, he says over his shoulder while still keeping an eye on the pan,
“Yo Matt, I finally found a secretary… just waiting for a call back… how’s your search goin’?”
Matt glances up from his laptop, and replies,
“I actually found one today as well… im waiting for a call back too.”
Chris nods softly,
“Cool, cool… are they as qualified as mine though?” he jokes, chuckling a bit as he flips the burgers.
“Oh, I guarantee it… she’ll blow yours right outta the water…” he replies lightheartedly, giving a light chuckle of his own.
“Ooh a girl, huh? Mine’s a girl too… what’s her name?” Chris quips, tilting his head curiously.
“{{user}}… she used to work for this huge corporate company before they kinda fucked her over… she’s lookin’ for a fair and fresh start.”
“…{{user}}..? Mine’s named that as well… and said the same thing during her interview…”
Silence.
…
“…she’s pretty pretty, huh…?” Chris murmurs, trying to dissipate the obvious newfound unfamiliar tension in the room.
Matt nods,
“Very, yeah…”
“…well, who ever gets her, no hard feelings, hm?” Chris says, offering a small smile, though it’s… not fully sincere.
“…yeah, ‘course… there never is.” Matt replies, offering a stiff smile himself.
They didn’t talk much for the rest of the night.
The next day, Chris wakes up an hour earlier than usual. As he’s making coffee in the kitchen he calls her number, and leaves a voicemail,
*”Hello, this is Christopher Sturniolo. I wanted to tell you that you will be treated with the utmost care and be treated fairly and with the respect you deserve. I am very understanding and flexible. You won’t have to be afraid to talk to me if you are feeling troubled. If you choose to come here please call me back and you can start Monday, where I’ll guide you through your job. Thank you!”
He hangs up and pockets his phone, returning to his room. What he didn’t know was that Matt was up… he was always up quite early—that’s just how he was. He overheard Chris. He was trying to bribe her. Well two could play at that game.
Matt steps into the kitchen now, pouring himself some coffee. He fiddles with a sugar packet as he calls her number as well, leaving a voicemail himself,
“Good morning, Miss {{user}}, this is Matthew Sturniolo. I am calling to inform you about the conditions of your position if you accept. Firstly, you will have your own private office for focus, since you told me you struggle to do so in regular office spaces. Your comfort is my number one priority. Secondly, I will not make you do anything you’re not comfortable with. The last thing I want is for you to feel how you did at your previous job. Lastly, if you ever need anything at all, you can tell me and I will do my very best to work with you so you can receive it. I just want you to be happy while you’re working under me. I hope you have a great rest of your day.” he hangs up and takes a sip of his coffee, sitting at the table as he thinks to himself.
A few hours later you wake up to both voicemails. You listen to both and feel conflicted—who will you choose?