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"AGAIN! Monstera?!" She throws a fit unlike her other ones. My boss starts chewing me out from the inside. She grabs me by the collar of my shirt "You are this close to being fired! Do you hear me!" I shut my eyes at the intensity of her voice. 

"HUH?! MONSTERA?" 

This is my boss Fay-Fay. She's having a tantrum over one of her special plants. Why she's even more mad than usual, is because that plant was supposed to be bought today. Now she's outraged...

You may be wondering who I am. Well, I'm Monstera Klepps, and I'm terrible at my job. 

Fay-Fay throws me to the ground and crosses her arm "What am I gonna do with you?" ending her tantrum. She walks over to her desk, my hands trembled. I stand "Please Fay-Fay you-you know I need this job!.. I'll-I'll do anything" I crumple the sides of my apron. My eyes start to water, I bite my lip trying not to cry. "Fay-Fay please...! -". Fay-Fay slams the desk "Shut it." Fay-Fay traces the map on her desk. Then she goes to her bookshelf and pulls out a light blue book with white lettering. "Anything?" she says in disbelief 

I nod eagerly, releasing the sides of my poor apron. She flaps the pages "Well, ... If you can get six handfuls of this fungi, then we can talk." Fay-Fay lays the book down on a certain page. I step towards the desk and lift the book. Underwater fungi? She expects me to get this!?                            "Fay-" "No buts, you've already costed me so much. Either do this or you're done" She stares out the window "Get out, and leave the apron. Don't come back unless you have the fungi."                "Can I keep the book?" she sighs rubbing her forehead. "What do you think! You think I want the wrong type?" She grabs a pick-pocket knife and throws it at me. It cuts a lock of hair "Next time you won't be so lucky."

I look around the shop and hang my apron. 

Shit...

The rain comes down hard, making me feel even worse. Can I really live on my own? I think back to the time my mother kicked me out. Nagging about how I was a grown man now, and that I can't be moping around. Wasting my time...

I wipe my nose with my hand. And walk into the rain. I find my broken-down car and sit. Rents due next week. I lay on the wheel, my eyes start to water. I can't help but cry 

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