Being full figured was not in her description, but it's just genetics. Malaysia Brooke has always been full figured and has been on her own ever since she was 18 years old. She's always been told that she will never fit in and would never find anyon...
Instant agony, it's the next day and it's a full day of work but I cannot afford to be late and look bad in the process. I freshened up, fixed my hair, light makeup checked myself over in the mirror and rushed out the door with my bag and keys in hand. Outfit 👇 below
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Walking quickly down the walk-way to my car, starting it up and driving away. It only takes an about fifteen to twenty minutes to arrive, I park, grab my things and buzz in.
"Good morning Miriam." I said the the receptionist
"Good morning Ms.Brooke, have a good day." She replied. I retorted a thank you while buzzing through the doors past her desk.
I reach the elevator, I press the button and wait letting out a sigh that I didn't realize I was holding. While waiting I feel a presence behind me, I dared myself to look up and it was none other than Mr. Armada. I quickly turned back around cursing at myself from embarrassment, even though nothing was said between us - the tension was thick. I could feel his eyes burning holes in my neck.
Thankfully the doors of the elevator opened and we stepped in and he pressed the number three. "Nice attire Ms. Brooke." He spoke not looking back as I stood behind him.
"Thank you sir, you look good as well." I replied mentally smacking myself in the face. "Thank you - oh and there is a meeting I need you to attend before you start your work just follow me when we exit the elevator." He spoke plainly with is hands inside his slack pockets.
I agreed and I got a good look at his suit, it looked expensive. It's a navy blue suit that I think was very snug but in the best places and his black suede shoes to match- his sleeves were rolled up a bit and his peppered arm hair peaked through and it was sending me. I heard a ding and my dreamland was over, I followed Mr. Armada to a conference room; as he opened the door it was full of men and I mean MEN. I immediately stopped in my tracks because for one I had nowhere to sit and they all were staring at me with a look I didn't want to scope out.
"Good morning gentlemen, first off thank you for being here and this is Ms. Brooke my new hire as manager for the product management and customer care department. Now get her a chair to sit in." He spoke sternly as I waved shyly to everyone, I was then given a chair to sit in and was trying to sit modestly. I shifted in my seat with the many gazes I was receiving, I guess Mr. Armada noticed because after he finished his speech he took off his suit jacket , draped it over my legs and whispered.
"Give it back to me later." He said per-usual as I nodded
He sat beside me as the meeting continued, many investors and department managers were taking turns talking about certain issues and problems with their products. Even though I was a new hire and couldn't say much, I did take a few notes that peeked my interest to look into later in my office. After the meeting ended, I took my time getting up and realized Mr. Armada was gone damnit I guess I'll have to hunt his office down later.
