Secrets and Things (MxM)

Chapter 7 - How do you kill your best friend in the worst way possible?

NOTE:

- ' ' = thoughts during Third Person POV

- Story is set in 2020 and there is no pandemic

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POV: Third Person

Nerovsky (A/N I'm just going to refer to him as Nero) took about 10 steps inside before he stopped in the middle of the ground floor in awe. The place was bustling with employees and clients, making it lively but all Nero thought to himself was; 'this place is gorgeous!'  The first thing he does was look up to find the ceiling was about 9 metres tall, giving it a spacier feel. His eyes then fell on the light grey marble wall in front of him with the company logo MegCorp printed in the largest font possible... in rose gold. 'They have too much money to spare' was Nero's second thought. There was also a lot of potter greenery underneath the logo (as well as around the floor). 

He continued looking around the wall and finds that to the right and left of the wall was automated entry gates that only let employees in with the tap of their ID. 'Fancy schmancy indeed'. Past the gates lead to a series the elevators on both sides. I recognised the elevator to the left, right at the back as the noisy rattly one. He looked to his right to find where the receptionist desks were located (also made out of white marble) and the wall behind the desk was a wood feature wall which gave it a bit more colour to the place. To his left was a seating area with small wooden tables and very comfy looking chairs, which were all currently occupied. When Nero looked past the seats though, he found himself looking at a modern yet quaint coffee shop (currently has a huge line protruding out its doors) and next door seemed to be an even smaller snack bar.

With a small smile on his face, he lifted his left wrist to look at the time (yes. He finally bought in a wristwatch) (A/N honestly... I forgot how third-person POVs work...) and found himself to be 7 minutes early. 'Perfect timing especially for someone who has a killer hangover. Anyway, if I'm not wrong, I'm meant to go to the receptionist and tell them I'm new?' With the mini-mission in mind, Nero advanced towards the receptionists. There was a small queue in front of the desks but it only took about 2 minutes for him to get in front. The receptionist emitted a friendly smile towards Nero and asked the standard question.

"Hello. How may I help you today?"

Nero returned a small smile back.

"Hi. Today's my first day working here and I was told to come to the front desk... and tell you?"

His response caused a mini internal conflict; 'OH GOD why'd I say the last thing. I'm so fucking awkward help me.'

The receptionist didn't notice his agony and continued.

"Right, can I please have your full name, date of birth and a form of identification?"

"Nerovsky Poston, 13th of September 1997 and here you go." Nero passes his driver's licence.

The kind lady typed everything up and did her thing on the computer, which ended up taking a while so Nero idly tapped his finger on the high desk and began zoning out.

"Here we go. Found you on the system. Everything is good to go."

The receptionist handed him a lanyard with a card attached to it. He saw the card is his ID and his entry ticket past the robotic gates. 'My photo is not too shabby. Although it's annoying how the light is kind of reflecting off my glasses.' His commentating was once again interrupted by the receptionist.

"What I just handed you is your ID and basically your lifeline around this building. You need to enter basically any room. Well, not any room. Some rooms are restricted and even if you tap your card, you would not be allowed to enter. I also noticed in your application that you said that you possess an Oddity? Manipulation of shadows was it?"