𝟏𝟗𝟑𝟕 | 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃

knock knock knock

politely, you knocked on the door of dr siegfried farnon’s veterinary office, your new employer. your suitcase was heavy in your hand, and you were, to be frank, exhausted beyond belief. but, you had a job now. even if it was being a receptionist.

the door opened, but, instead of seigfried’s notably stern face, you were greeted by a smiling face. the young man’s eyes twinkled as he smiled at you.

“evening. do i know you?”