Christmas in the Heir (A Locktime Holiday Original)
You arrive at the factory right on schedule, and check your calendar to verify the person you spoke with. An Admin-assistant named "Abby."
The woman at the front desk seems genuinely put out that you've even come in the door, somewhat ignoring you while finishing a phone call. When she finally hangs up, she just looks at you without saying anything, and you try to maintain eye contact.
"Are you Abby?" you ask politely.
"...No, Abbey is through these doors, to the right. I'm Marie."
You smile and introduce yourself, putting out your hand for a handshake, but she simply sits back at her desk and puts an earbud in as if to tell you to "fuck off."
You make your way into the hall, and there are multiple offices. You find yourself looking at what you assume is the door to Abby's office, but upon entering, you're in what looks like another lobby.
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"Abby?" you ask the somewhat more chipper receptionist in this lobby.
"No, do you have an appointment?" she asks with a smile.
"Yes, I'm supposed to talk to her to talk to Max in two minutes."
"Have a seat." she commands, picking up the phone, ostensibly to page Abby.