Sneaking more fanfic onto the interwebs
I was bored at work today – or maybe I just feel so defeated anymore that I didn’t want to deal with the neverending drama that is the newscycle. So I decided to write something nice to distract myself. Unbeta’d.
“Uh, hi. My name is Darcy Lewis. I’m here to see Sam Wilson?” Darcy said to the young man at the reception desk. He looked younger than her – an intern, maybe. He nodded and pushed a button on his phone.
“He’s expecting you Ms. Lewis,” he said. “He’ll be right out.”
She nodded and took a seat on the sofa. She’d brought a folder with her resume and college transcript. She didn’t know if she needed it or not – but honestly she didn’t know what she was even doing there. She’d been supporting herself after college with a healthy balance of temp jobs and not a little of help from her parents. Her best friend’s boyfriend said a guy he knew from school needed an assistant and encouraged her to give them a call.
The guy was New York’s junior senator. She’d laughed in his stupidly beautiful face, but she’d taken the number anyway.
She’d called and once she explained how she found out about the job they asked her to come down for an interview.