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"Thank you for attending the interview, Mrs. Park." The manager said beginning to stand up.
Luna looks at her with a slight nervous laugh, "Ms. Park." She corrects. "Im not married."
The manager raises and eyebrow at Luna as she brushes off the imaginary lint off of her clothes.
"My apologies Ms. Park." She says in a kind of sarcastic tone. "We'll get back to you, letting you know if you have the job or not." She states.
Luna nods, standing up straight, picking up her things that sat peacefully on the chair next to her. She bows at the manager, taking her leave.
She strides through the hallways of the large building, trying her best to remember the way she came in when she first arrived.
Turning the corner, she spots the familiar set of elevators in a close distance, two people standing near the elevators, waiting for a set of doors to slide open, allowing them entrance so they can arrive to their destination.
The doors open, releasing a small load of people and allowing the two people waiting to come in.
Reacting quickly, Luna begins to move her feet quickly. The quick sound of her low heels are heard in the hallway while she tries her best to catch the elevator before it leaves without her.
Just as the door was about to close, she made it to the elevator, it was more people in the small space than she thought it was. All eyes are on her but she didn't care the least bit, ready to leave the building as quick as possible.
She catches a woman staring at her and she stares back, tired and a bit aggressive. The woman immediately retracts her eyes from Luna and acts as if nothing happened at all.
Everyone is silent in the elevator until the doors open revealing the view of the clean white lobby. With eager steps, she leaves the elevator forgetting about the awkward situation she just went through.
Once in the parking lot, her car is immediately spotted close by and she makes her way to it.
When the doors are finally shut, she takes a deep breath before releasing a stressed and much needed scream.
"I blew it." She says, slouching in the seat of her car lifelessly. "I fucking blew it." She says again, running her hand through her shoulder length hair, obviously frustrated.
