I pressured mom to come and help me. I made her cancel her other plans and dragged her all the way down here to my apartment.
We worked on the application ... and now I just have to wait. I really need this job. Or rather, I really need the money. I WANT a job just like this.
Anyways, all that's left is to hope. I'm visualizing. This is going to happen ...
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Mr. S
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