The next morning you wake up with and do not realize where you are at all. You look around and see from a huge window that it is raining again. You look to the side, but it is empty. You are wearing a shirt that is way too big for you. You remember yesterday and fall back.

"How could this happen?" You ask yourself. You gather your things and are about to leave when you run into someone. You look into his eyes. "Usually I always have to kick the women out, but I see you want to leave by yourself". You give him a sour look and slap him on his cheek. "You are such a shitty player. How could I be so stupid and let that happen" you say to him. He's taller than you so you have to look up. He comes up to your ear and whispers "yesterday daddy was the best"

You shake your head and push him aside. "You're pretty brave little one" he says to you and you notice his gaze on you "I'd rather be a little too confident, so being such a fucking player. Playing with other people's feelings isn't nice" you yell at him. "You always see each other twice in life" he yells after you while you look for the door. "I'd rather avoid this meeting" you yell and walk out the door once you've found it.

You grab your phone and take off your shoes. You call a cab and head home. No one is waiting for you anyway, so you don't have to worry about it. When the cab comes, you give her the address and she drives off. You notice that the cab driver is looking at you. "Is something wrong?" you ask her, a little confused. "You're not the first person I've picked up from this address" she looks briefly in the rearview mirror and then back at the road. "Normally this kind of thing doesn't happen to me either. I don't know what I was thinking".

You're a little embarrassed because apparently you're not the only one who was in his bed with him. She looks at you and thinks about what she says "don't mind it. Such men don't care about the lady's heart, so their heart shouldn't be with him either" she smiles slightly at you. Her words will stay in your head for a long time. When you arrive you thank her and were about to leave, but she stops you. "The right one will come at the right time, believe me. You are a beautiful young lady". You thank her and close the door.

You walk up the stairs and go into the apartment. You look around and just hope that Haz is there, but as usual he is not. Sometimes you just hope that an appointment will slip away and he'll be home sooner. You put your things away and go to take a shower. When you look at yourself in the mirror, you see that he left you hickeys. You don't even know his name. You look at the clothes you were wearing twenty minutes ago and realize that they are yours. You pick them up and put them on your bed.

You take the clothes you have chosen and change into them. You take a book and lie down on the couch. At the beginning you listen to the rain. You take your computer and check your mails. No new message, so you close your computer again and read your book.

Meanwhile two days have passed and you still haven't received anything. Slowly you start to think that you didn't make it again. You are just outside walking again when your cell phone starts ringing. You look up and see that it's an unknown number. "Osterfield" you say and wait for an answer. "hello Mrs. Osterfield. This is Mrs. Smith from the ArtLife company. Mrs. Osterfield I am pleased to inform you that Mr. Holland liked your application and would like to meet you" she says to you and you have to pull yourself together not to scream with joy. "When should I be there?" you ask in a joyful voice. "If it were up to Mr. Holland, he would like to meet you today, otherwise he is booked up for the next few days" "I have the whole day today" you hear her typing something into her computer. "Then please join us at 2pm this afternoon. You will then be received by me downstairs at the reception" "thank you very much" you say goodbye and can hardly believe it. You immediately run home and pick out an outfit for today.
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