The Employee [5]

My figure dashed past the connecting street to the busy road ahead, figure hurrying to that large building, which drew nearer at each second that went by.

It was moments like this that had me wishing I owned a car.

Not for the beauty, nor for the glory, but the fact that I could ram into that odd-sized vehicle that was close to brushing past my agitated form.

The driver had zoomed off, not even daring to spare a glance at my startled profile. How distressed the tires appeared, whooshing away, while the car hurried on.

But save the curses for another day, dear people. For I was thirty minutes late. Thirty minutes late to a place I just had been hired at.

Hair flying with the wind, I couldn't help but catch onto the stares the security guards sent my way.

Their eyes followed my figure proceeding into the area.

"Is everything alright, Miss?" One had been so kind to enquire, but there wasn't any time for discussion.

I was forced to give a smile at the all-kind Mister, form soon da