Animu and weed

Ken ranted on as Tommy glanced at the picture of Mercedes. He dare not tell anyone what he really desired out of life. Not even to his trusted lawyer. It was the kind of thing he felt only that one special person would ever give to him. No amount of deals would ever fulfill the void within him. That void yearning for something more than money could ever buy.

Tommy looked down at his watch, then rubbed his hand over his face. Ken was still going on as Tommy stood up and walked out of the office.

“Tommy? Where – ?”

“Go over and get Ms. Ramirez. I'll be waiting out back.”

Ken obliged and headed his way over to the Printworks.

Natalia heard screeching out front of the building. Getting up from her nearly completed work, she looked out of a window. A man in a light purple suit stepped out of a white Admiral. Her face dropped when she had saw he had smashed into the side of her car. She flew out of the office and down the hall and down the stairs to confront this man.

“Ah, Mr. Carrington. Always nice to see you.” He shook the old man's hand. “Is the new girl – ”

“How dare you?!” Natalia screamed at Ken. “You hit my car! And think nothing of it! I outta beat your ass – ”

Ken dodged out of the way of her swing. Mr. Carrington had grabbed her up by the waist, pulling her away from Ken.

“Settle down now, Natalia,” he said. “I'm sure we can get it fixed.”

Natalia placed her hand on her forehead and paced back and forth. With what money? she thought. I've just barely made it here.

Ken had readjusted himself, wiping the sweat that had formed off his face. “Feisty little one, ain't she?” He cowered once more when he saw her glare at him. “Hey, hey, Ms. Ramirez. Come with me. Tommy wants to speak with you.”

“Who is Tommy? And what does he want? I'm still working.”

“Tommy,” Mr. Carrington started, “is our boss. The man of it all.” He went up to Natalia and placed his hands on her shoulders, just barely reaching with his short stature. “I believe he wants to speak business with you. Seeing the good job you've done here, I would not be so surprised if he asked for you to work with him side by side.”

Her face seemed to lift of worries. A promotion? On the first day? Mr. Carrington had let his arms back down, hooking his arm into Natalia's. He then faced Ken with a stern look.

“Listen here, you. You make sure this girl is well taken care of while in your hands. If I find out that she received one tiny scratch while with you, I'll run you through these machines,” the old man spat out at Ken.

Ken jumped back some, then proceeded on outside to his car, mumbling something. Natalia mouthed 'Thank you' to Mr. Carrington, and followed Ken to the car.