"Nancy Xavier, aren't you going to the campus' recruitment fair today?! You're still asleep!"
Mandy Woods hastily yanked off Nancy's quilt.
A cold breeze greeted Nancy and her short-cropped hair, she yawned, glanced at her watch, and her sleepy eyes immediately popped wide in horror!
She sprung out of bed, shouting in horror, "Mandy, why didn't you wake me up earlier! I'm a goner!"
"I tried to wake you up an hour ago, you insisted on snoozing for a minute, well, your minute became an hour!"
Nancy didn't have time to listen to her nag. She hastily got washed and started to rummage her closet, "Have you seen my bra pads?!"
"How do I know where your bra pads are? I am not Princess Flatchest! Do you think I need that stuff?"
Mandy jiggled her boobs as she drank milk, emphasizing she was a 36D. "Besides, why do you need those things? We are going to a recruitment fair and not a party."
After some ransacking, Nancy finally pulled out the bra pads at the bottom of the closet, and hastily shoved the pads under her blouse.
"What does a big boobs bimbo like you know? Don't you know that first impressions at an interview are very important? I don't have any noteworthy experiences in my resume. How can I get into Sky Creations without working on my looks?"
Nancy dressed herself in lightning speed, took her resume and dragged Mandy towards the campus recruitment fair.
"I really don't get you. Since you are so good at gaming, why don't you consider becoming a professional gamer? Why be so hard on yourself by becoming an accountant? Are you nuts?" Mandy was with Nancy, queuing at the recruitment booth for Sky Creations.
Nancy glared at Mandy, "What do you know? My old man said that a professional gamer isn't a proper profession, it's just cashing in on my youth. However, an accountant becomes more valuable over time."
Mandy sneered with a cold snort, "Well, an accountant is valuable huh? Look at our accounting teacher. She is twenty-eight but looks forty!"
Nancy glared and retorted, "Yeah, my old man said, if I don't get the job, I'll have to help out at his supermarket selling vegetables. How could a rich brat like you understand the worries of ordinary folks like us?"
With an earful from Nancy, Mandy immediately chuckled and raised her hands in defeat. "Girl, you're right, easy now, chill."
At this moment, the interviewer stood up and shouted to the crowd, "Who is Nancy Xavier? Nancy Xavier, please come to the front!"
As soon as Nancy heard her name being called, she promptly raised her hand while holding onto her resume, started to run towards the interviewer and replied excitedly, "I am, I am!"
Truth is, Nancy rarely wears high heels. After all, she is a seasoned gamer who stays home most of the time. Only today did she dress up as an interview strategy as recommended by the internet.
She believes that her painstaking efforts will be rewarded but alas, Man proposes, God disposes. She did not expect that the "Real leather shoes" that she had bought on the Internet were of shockingly bad quality. As soon as she ran, she felt that her feet were in midair as she dived towards the ground.
As she yelled and screamed, the white bra pads came flying out of her blouse…
Nancy finally came in contact with Mother Earth. She looked up and watched helplessly as the bra pads "fly" towards a man's feet.
The most terrifying thing is that this man turned out to be Zack Allen who she idolizes. The one and only stud of civil engineering, Zack Allen!
Nancy lay on the ground like a dog helplessly watching her idol pick up the bra pads from the ground, walked slowly towards her, and then said the most dreaded words, "These… are your bra pads, right?"