The Interview

The corridor was filled with whispers from candidates trying to remember the line from their expected question while Camellia's hand was shaking, holding her file as her legs shook hard. She did it, she applied for a video game concept designer for Alexander's company. She was fifty percent sure Alexander would get mad remembering the day he totally refused her request to apply for his secretary position. If someone asked why she applied there instead of a job based on her degree, the answer might be, she got so attached to him and started to feel the need to stay by his side all the time. Perhaps the right word was clingy.