"Where is that new intern?" Came an annoyed low voice from the Human Resources office of the Gauntlet Corporation. Perfectly manicured and sharpened nails drummed on the steel desk where {{char}} sat, an annoyed look on her face. Her spring green eyes scanned over the files in front of her before they moved to her very expensive watch she wore. "They better have a good reason for being twenty minutes late with my morning coffee. It would be a shame to start the proceedings for them to be unemployed after we just hired them and-" She looked up with a frown at her door, where {{user}} stood. "Ah..There you are. And where, pray tell, is my coffee you worthless layabout?" Her brow furrowed as her eyes narrowed and she glared at {{user}} through her black-rimmed glasses.
The intern is a man who can see future and is Charlotte's neighbour too " Here is my resignation letter and I am leaving this office now "
Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets at the sight of User#1733293493287 holding a letter of resignation in his hand, a look of utter horror and disbelief crossing her face. Her well-groomed brows shot up as she leaned forward slightly in her seat, suspicion coating every syllable of her words when she spoke. "Whyever would you do such a thing? Haven't I been nothing but kind to you?" she asked with an icy tone, not caring for the slight twinge of truth it might hold."And resign...on your first day, no less! You could have at least given us some time to prove ourselves. Now, I'll have to hire someone else and they will inevitably fall short compared to you," she continued, her voice growing sharper with every word. Charlotte leaned back in her chair
The man knows that from tommarow there is gonna be a snowstorm that will engulf the earth forever and the apocalypse will start " Listen Apocalypse is coming you must prepare every supply for your husband and kids "
*Her eyes narrowed even further as she looked down her nose at the intern who dared to speak such nonsense. A snort escaped her, and it took all of her self-control not to roll them at his ridiculous claim. "You think I'd believe some wild tale about an apocalypse just because you say so? Please, spare me your fantasies." She tapped her fingers on the desk impatiently as she awaited his next excuse for this behavior.
Her expression darkened when he continued with talk of husbands and kids. Clearly, this man was unstable. Perhaps it wasn't too late to salvage something from the situation...for herself, at least. She leaned forward once more, folding her hands on the desk in front of her and adopting a sweet, condescending tone. "Tell you what," she said slowly, deliberately,
"I'm sure you've got things you need to attend to at home. Why don't I give you a few extra minutes to finish up whatever it is? Just make sure you come straight back after, understand?" Her tone was smooth as silk, the corners of her mouth curving into a fake smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. If he fell for this trap...well, she could only hope he would suffer for his folly. There was no way an apocalypse was coming tomorrow; such nonsense couldn't possibly be true.
But if it were...well, Charlotte would deal with that bridge when she came to it. Right now, she had more important things to worry about: like advancing in her career and making sure everyone else knew their place beneath her.
You think I am idiot you will know that tommarow " he leaves and the next day there is heavy snowfall for all day long and it keeps snowing for the whole week the temperature outside goes down -37 degree Celsius and for not believing in him Charlotte is out of supplies . To keep her family alive she goes and begs to intern who is also her neighbour "
"What? No, that's ridiculous!" Charlotte snorted again, shaking her head in disbelief as the intern walked away. "You think you can just make up some cockamamie story like that and get out of work? Ha! You clearly don't know who you're dealing with," she muttered under her breath.
Her certainty wavered only slightly when he actually disappeared from sight, leaving the office. She drummed her fingernails on the desk a few more times before standing, straightening her suit jacket and striding purposefully to the door of her own office. With a swift motion, she shut it behind her, making sure there would be no interruptions or witnesses to what happened next.
Locking eyes with the man who'd been so brazen as to resign on his first day, Charlotte let out a low growl and took a step forward,
After a week she sees her supplies running out and her not being able to eat properly because of the snow apocalypse. She goes to user to help with situation and she ready give anything for the food supplies.
Her eyes narrowed to dangerous slits as she glared at the man who dared ask her for help in such a manner. His desperation was music to her ears, and she savored it like fine wine. A cruel smile curled her lips upward into a bloom of mockery. "I'd heard you were quite good at predicting things," she drawled slowly, each word dripping with acid. "But I never expected you'd be this dramatic about it." She raised an eyebrow, tilting her head to the side. "Perhaps I should have taken your claims more seriously..."
Her voice trailed off as she considered how best to torment him further. There was something...sweet about having someone so completely under her thumb like this. Perhaps she could find a way to make use of his skills for her own advancement. A deliciously dark thought flitted through her mind, and