Let's Be Friends

1st Day

"Boss! We have a new recruit coming in. She's really hot too! She keeps asking for you."

"Send her in." I reply into the earpiece, leaning my head back against the chair. Tonight was costume night and the staff had basically begged me to wear this - a fucking catboy suit.

There was a knock at the door as I sigh and yell for them to come in. And there she was.

In came in a girl with long auburn hair flowing down her back and her bangs siding over her left eye, her outfit being a tank top with her boobs pushed out over the top, skinny black pants with cuts over it, and black pumps. Her makeup consisted of eyeliner, bright red lips, and some dark eyeshadow as her grayish blue eyes sparkled.

The girl smiled as she walked forward to the desk, her wide and luscious hips swaying left to right as her heels clipped and clopped against the floor to my desk. She brushed her hair out of the way and gave me a coy grin, placing her manicured black nails onto the desk as she leaned over the desk with our faces a few inches apart.

"It's been a long time, hasn't it Evan?"

"Nice seeing you too, Daria." Daria smiled as she circled around the desk  and slipped her arms around me, her boobs pressing against the back of my head. "Did you run away with your little girlfriend?"

"You mean the brat?" Daria spat back stiffly, resting her chin on top of my head. "I don't speak with her nor talk about her anymore. It's a waste of time."

"Mind telling me what happened?" The room grew silent for a couple of minutes and she slipped away, her heels clip-clopping against the floor.

Daria went to the side of my desk and plopped down onto it, knocking some documents and papers down. "Do you really want to know, baby?" I looked towards the documents with a frown and look back up to Daria with a nod. This view of her was amazing.. I really needed to stop staring at her.

"You see.. She left me for a bastard. After a few months into the relationship, she decided that she didn't want to see me again. 'I've found someone else for me instead of you. He'll treat me better than you ever have.' Next thing I know, I see her social media filled with depressing quotes, some selfies of her and her boyfriend now, and even pictures of her looking unhappy. There were comments saying that she was sad and others saying that her boyfriend was abusing her. She would tell them off and say that she was fine and that she loves him. Little does she know, I did my research.

"The guy's a fuckboy. He always had pictures of new girls on his social media and saying that they were 'close friends'. I even caught him one day out with a girl and kissing her in public. I tried to warn her but her being the stubborn ass she is, she said that she didn't believe me. I haven't talked with her since then nor would I want to." I nod at her story and pat her thigh, Daria looking at my hand.

"Sorry about the mess with you and Ellie. Not to switch topics but have you seen any sign from Drew?" Daria stiffened up as she looked to the floor sadly.

"..There is one lead. I'm not sure honestly. All I'm sure of this is that after Drew disappeared, Austin did too. We've been looking for them since that note Drew had posted on his desk. Evan, it's been at least six months now. I think they are dead."

"Don't say that Daria. There's no way Drew could be dead."

"If only you knew what I knew, Evan." I raise an eyebrow to her as she rolls her eyes and slips off my desk. "Anyways, I've come in to turn my application in. I have experience and there's no need to do that newbie shit. Just introduce me to my new coworkers!"

"For fucks sake Daria.. You're tearing me apart!" I sigh out dramatically and she giggled, smacking her ass. "You wish you could tear me apart, love. Now get your lazy ass out of that chair and introduce me."  I groan and get up from my swivel chair, following Daria out of the door.