A SENT PICTURE.

"Now wipe those tears off, crybaby." Julie teased.

Megan drew back from Julie with a disbelief expression. "What! I am not a crybaby!" She denied. "What the hell do you mean by that?"

"Yes, you are." She said.

"No. I am not." Megan said shaking her head.

"Yes. You ar..." A knock sounded on the door, interrupting their childish banter.

"Who is there?" Julie asked.

"It's Willow. I am back from the message you sent me and I wanted to tell you that I left the report on your desk." She said.

Julie turned to Megan. "She is the new employee that you said I should hire to help me with my work." She whispered.

"Oh. Let her in. I have not met her properly." She said. She wanted to meet this new employee but she has not had the time and her mind has been recently occupied. She has seen her picture but she has not really seen her in real life.

"Come in," Julie said then straightened her posture.

The door opened and a young woman stepped into the office. She was in her early twenties, she wore