"You wanted me, sir?" Cardamon asked as she entered her boss' office. Her boss nodded, looking over a scattered pile of papers.
"Yes." He looked up from the papers. "Since you're the hiring expert, I need you to..." He fiddled with the pen in his hand. "...Find a suit performer for Humphrey." The previous suit performer had fractured ribs during a particularly dangerous performance, so she had to quit. "So, do you have a recommendation?" Cardamon nodded.250Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqtmCa1WCN6
"...I have a person in mind," She replied, thinking immediately of Bergamot, her ill-tempered, aspiring novelist friend, who lived a floor below her in an apartment complex. "He'd like this job." Her boss nodded, looking back at the papers.
"So, I'll inform you of the result tomorrow?" She asked, and her boss nodded.
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