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Yesterday with help from Day I was able to organize my apartment. Because she was a wolf, she had a lot of energy and because she was happy and determined, we managed to organize my closet and the groceries humming songs that we put on to play.

I love her so much now.

I get up at 7am sharp to get ready for my first day at work. I don't know whether to be happy or nervous. I'll take both, that's it.

I go to the bathroom and do my hygiene and care, I stay there for about 40 minutes. I wrap myself in a towel and go make myself something to drink coffee and prepare an outfit to wear.

I should have put the coffee on while I was in the shower -I reflect

I never sort out an outfit the day before I need to wear it. First, out of laziness, and second, out of omen. "You don't celebrate before victory", as the popular saying goes. I see that if I prepare an outfit before the event I'm going to, it could be bad luck, as if I had already guaranteed the victory or success of the day.

Makes sense right?

I don't know if I'll be able to wake up to go to the appointment or if, I don't know, some tragedy will happen in my apartment, neighborhood, company and even in my country, preventing me from going ahead with the plan.

No, without confirming anything that hasn't happened yet. Tomorrow is tomorrow and period.

I go on with my routine drinking coffee and then getting dressed for work. I wear a black pencil skirt that goes above the knee with a small slit; a thin white blouse with a collar and no sleeves, which had a kind of lace to put under the collar; grayish black heels and I opt for a burgundy bag.

The makeup is light with only mascara, eye pencil and brownish lipstick.

I'm ready at 8:24 am and I arrive minutes before my time, which is at 9 am. It would have been good if I had arrived 15 minutes earlier to be able to locate where I would be staying, I know it's on the tenth floor but I don't know who I should go to for guidance.

I arrive at reception to ask for information and there were the twins from the other day. There wasn't a big difference between the two but the body difference between the two was noticeable, one was more relaxed and the other had a rigid posture.

The two had black hair and eyes, fair skin with a dull and disinterested look. The difference I noticed was that one had a more rounded face.

- Good morning, could you tell me who and where my advisor is located? - I say serious but showing sympathy.

- Hello, you must be the new child administrator for the coordination of the banking part. - A woman behind me says - I was assigned to give you directions.

She was a drugstore blonde with dark brown eyes, beautiful and elegant in a fitted navy blue v-neck dress paired with a white blazer.

- Yes it's me. Annie Collins, pleasure - I extend my hand and she gives a smile before accepting it.

- Rebecca Wilson. Follow me

I keep looking back waving at the receptionists, however they keep their faces closed and focus on something else.

Rude.

I get to the tenth floor and Rebecca shows me where I'm going to be, a small room with a desk that has a drawer and a closet, a computer and a printer. The wall with the door is made of glass and one of the sides at the top was also made of glass. Other rooms that were in the center of the enclosure were shared, the side walls were of the small wall type with glass on top, leaving the environment more open.

Rebeca sent me the documents that I had to analyze, describe and give feedback. There were many, I even found it strange to say that they were short of employees when there were about 15 here, but I saw that the reports we worked on were from agencies around the country and we were responsible for analyzing them and passing them on, depending on the report. , to some other sector to carry out their respective function, be it accounting, statistics, analytics, etc., so that they can send everything revised and organized so that the CEO can be notified and/or do something about the result.

I'm not going to say that it's a functional pyramid, it's more like rivers that cross and deviate, some bigger than the others, to later possibly join in a sea or ocean somewhere.

I should have done something to exercise my mind before starting the job, the texts are huge and I'm starting to get headaches. I'm really finding it easy to get headaches, if it persists I'll find out.

I managed to finish one of the reports and started writing the next one before lunch which was at 12:40 pm and went on until 1:30 pm. I was a little embarrassed when I saw groups of colleagues going to lunch together, I didn't even know which was the best restaurant for lunch.

Great planner you are.

Some stayed and others returned, apparently there were 3 lunch breaks for everyone in the company, between 11:50 am and 2:10 pm, so that someone would always be working and the service would not stop.

I do a short meditation to calm myself down and determine to ask someone where would be a good place to have lunch.

I approached a guy who had his back to me working on his computer because he was the only one who was sure he hadn't gone to lunch yet. He might be from group C but I still dared to ask, not before knocking on the wall to get his attention.

He had black hair and brown eyes, he was tanned and had thick eyebrows and a small mole under his left eye. His lips were a little full and I even thought he was from Central America.

- AND. Hey. Could you tell me a good place to have lunch? - I ask a little embarrassed but determined to get the answer out of him.

- There are some restaurants on the street, the company's outsourced establishment here on the exposed parking side and there are two kitchens here in the building on the first floor - I'm surprised by the last one, I didn't know, good to know - Are you new to the company? Or in the piece? - Says nice and happy

- In the state. First day at the company, sixth in the city - I say smiling but a little shy

- Well, I'm just going to finish here and I can accompany you, if you want, of course. The best on this street, in my opinion, is Tornerri's, good South American food and nothing fancy.

- Uhm, that's fine with me. I'm going to go check some things on my contract and I'll meet you at the reception? - He nods and goes back to his computer.

I wasn't going to check anything I just wanted to go to the bathroom and drink water, I was embarrassed to say that and I said the first thing I thought of.

I leave the bathroom checking my clothes and bump into a wall again, crush's.

- Hello, look what we see around here - Says charismatic with a smile on one side.

- Hi, err, sorry, again. I need to stop meeting you like this - I say blushing embarrassed and he smiles.

- Really, but we can meet in other ways - I felt the gift of malice - Is it your lunch break? Want company? You probably still don't know where to eat, I can show you, I know the building and the block like the back of my hand - This time he smiled, but I don't know if it was malicious.

This sentence really can have a double meaning, what does the building have to do with eating?

He stared at me smiling with his perfectly erect posture. I felt inferior to him, embarrassed and nervous about his attitude and posture.

Did you not like him? Not anymore, he managed to intimidate me with just a glare.

When I was going to refuse, the stranger I talked to arrived putting his hand on my waist.

- Hello, Rafael. She's with me - I blushed even more, I didn't know with what intention he said that, nor if he was referring to having lunch together.

Rafaelo smiled more looking at the floor.

- Okay then, we leave it for another opportunity. He walked out to me and walked towards the elevator.

- Trust me, avoid staying with him - The department colleague says

- Why? And what's your name? - Important to know

- Thiago. We can talk about it on the way so we don't waste any more lunch time - I agree and follow

As I walk past reception I see the twins looking angry and staring at me. I even got scared.

We arrived at that restaurant and ordered the dish of the day because they are always the ones that come out the fastest, I immediately rushed him to talk about the rotten ones.

Even though it's none of my business it's nice to know what people are really like, especially when you have to work with them. From his body communication and behavior I deduce that he is a superior, I cannot say if he is from the red or blue zone.

I found that employees identify with the color of their field. The red zone is the space, rights and assets belonging to the management of Events and the company and the blue zone is the Banking and finance management. Those who do not work directly for one of the areas of expertise are called colorless.

After I discovered this I reflected wondering if those who work for the two but being superior are categorized as the purple zone, practically the top floor. It would make sense.

- Let's say he doesn't have a good reputation, he got practically every woman in the building and is the CEO's right hand - Takes a sip of the soda he ordered in advance - He dismisses them and puts them aside later. Most did not receive this alert and fell into its clutches, you seem to be a good soul in this hell, many vultures will haunt you to haunt you, be strong and think rationally before doing something to someone here. They're all primitive animals when they're out of patience.” He smiled as he finished looking sympathetic.

- Err, thanks? - I ask confused

- For what exactly? - Take another sip of soda.

- Are you saying that I am a pure soul around demons?

- Yes, but some are more meek than others, some just don't bother or irritate them and they keep to themselves - Shrugs

- So you also fit into this? - I say approaching and leaning my arms on the table appearing confident, or I think - Who would you be in the story? - Suggestive question.

He smirks and says:

- A tame one that only attacks when he is attacked - Imitates me approaching - Don't want to see me vengeful - I raise an eyebrow affronting him but I get nervous by the hypothesis. He stays silent for a while, staring at me as if he thought something about me - After a while, what will it be? Will it stop being pure and go to the forces of evil or will it remain with its purity succumbing little by little and/or fighting against the darkness? - Funny question with that predatory but still friendly look.

I lost my confident posture and leaned back in my chair.

The waiter then brought our plates and he remained with the smile.

- Your interpretation of the company is quite peculiar - I finally say to end this strange subject and he chuckles.

-I like mystical stories - He defends himself and we start eating talking about things in our department.