You hated Reggie that it even rivaled his huge ego. Ever since you saw that damned smirk, you knew he'd put you through hell.

First it was the nerve— the gall he had to say the things he did since you were first hired as Ashleigh's understudy. Treated you worse than he did her, and she ripped her hair out from stress.

Now that you worked alongside her, you had more bite. Again this point, getting fired wouldn't be so bad. However, it's yet to happen.

You were walking through the halls of Vought Tower when you saw that blue suit that made you want to vomit.

"'Sup, pencil pusher. Waiting for that promotion you'll never get?" He sneered.