Seven

“Oh no! That ugly doll is staring again.” I almost fell off my seat if I hadn’t grabbed the edge of my table because of the strong blow I received.

“Why?! And I told you not to call me that!” I almost shouted back, tucking the fallen hair away from my face.

“Because you’re a witch! What’s your problem? You’re always staring into space? And why? Elara is too long! What a waste of my saliva!” JC, the witch, yes, he’s gay, he’s my co-department head, and I was with him during my last year in college, asked.

“Nothing, I’m just tired. I’ve been interviewing for 3 days straight, and please, fix your attitude.” I just replied, not in the mood to chat right now.

“Anyway, oh yeah, congrats girl, the President liked the applicants you selected, but before I forget, he issued a memo.”

“What memo? I’m not doing anything, why would he issue a memo to me?”

“Not sure, but he said to see him before lunch.” I quickly checked the wall clock near my desk.

“Shit, it’s already 11 am.”

He nodded as if to s