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His Interior Designer novel Chapter 1

Summary for Chapter 1: His Interior Designer

Summary of Chapter 1 – A pivotal chapter in His Interior Designer by Littlemunchkins

The chapter Chapter 1 is one of the most intense moments in His Interior Designer, written by Littlemunchkins. With signature elements of the Internet genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.

I have two feelings now. Sad and Happy at the same time. I'm sad because I have to be away from my one and only best friend, Alexa and also her kids. On the other hand, I also feel happy because I finally got a good job as an interior designer at one of the companies in Paris. But still, I have to live far from them which makes me so sad. Alexa just said to me it's gonna be okay even though she's not that okay too.

Now, I'm on the plane and on my way to my new home, Paris. I just sleep and sleep until the announcement tells us that we're going to land in a few minutes. Finally! My back hurt and numb because sit too long.

When I got off from the plane, I look around to find the way out. After roaming around, I finally find the door. I walk there and I feel so nervous because I don't know how to speak French at all. Oh shit! I'm doomed now. Then how am I supposed to tell the driver where I'm going? Thea, you should learn how to speak French while you're on the plane not sleeping all the time. Look now who's in trouble.

I wait for the cab and then when one cab stop in front of me, I just get in and put my luggage next to me. I feel so nervous now. Okay now, how should I tell him that I'm going to my new apartment. "où Allez-Vous manquer?" Suddenly he asks me and I'm speechless don't know what to say.

"Ummm do you speak English?" I ask the taxi driver carefully. He stays silent for a moment. Did he understand what I just said to him? Oh gosh, when will I arrive at my condo. Somebody help me. I shift myself awkwardly and then the taxi driver finally talks again after log silent. Not so long but whatever. "Yes yes. Where to?" Did he just talk English to me? Yes!! Haha.

"Thank god. You know how to speak English." I said and then tell him the address that my new boss send to me. He nodded his head and then drive off. That's a good thing that my new boss gave me a house not for me only but for his employees. At least I didn't have to think where should I stay also I didn't have to think about the rent cause it's free.

I take a look outside of the window and Paris is pretty. I take my phone and take a picture of the street. Don't blame me it's just worth it to take a picture. Then, I lean my back and close my eyes. My back hurt so bad because I sleep in a wrong position on the plane earlier.

"Miss, we arrive." I open my eyes and look outside. Wow, this condominium looks like an expensive one. I can't believe I'm staying here. I open the door and get out after paying for the driver. I take my luggage out and then close the door. I just standing in front of this building for a few minutes to mesmerize this beautiful building and suddenly I feel my waist hurt. So the best decision is to walk in and go to the receptionist.

"Hello miss how can we help you?" The receptionist greet me with a decent smile.

"Ummm I work for J. S. Cooperation and he said that he already has a house for me and he sends me the address and here I am." I explain.

"Can I know what your name?"

"It's Thea Morris." I tell her and she checks something on the computer.

"Oh yeah, the new Interior Designer in J. S Cooperation. Here is the key to your new house." She gives me the keys and I take it happily.

"Umm, can I ask something?" I ask and the receptionist nods her head. "Do all the employees of that company live here? " I ask curiously.

"Not all because most of them already have their own house. There's like maybe a few lives here but don't worry this building is under the company too." I nod my head in understanding then I thank her before walking to the lift. I hope there's someone who I can befriend here.

I walk to my new house and use the key to open the door. "Wow... "All I said. Why I feel like I'm in the hotel room and not in my own house. It is just breathtaking. It has a huge glass window that shows the city of Paris and also has a balcony. I leave my luggage in the middle of the house and I take a moment to look around. It has two bedrooms and two bathrooms.

This house is so cozy and comfortable. The decoration is in English Modern concept. I love it. After I'm done wandering around the house, I pull my luggage into my room.

I plop on the bed and just decide to unpack tomorrow after work. Besides its already nearly night. I think I just gonna skip dinner and sleep the entire night.

Ughh why is a woman so complicated.

I take a quick look at myself in the mirror before grabbing my handbag and also a file that I need it later. I guess...

I look the time at my phone and take a really huge breath when I have about 10 minutes left. The company not to far from here so I think I might arrive in time if I start to walk now. I left my house and press the lift. The lift arrives not long after that and I wait impatiently for it to get to the lobby. As soon as the door open I run out and start my long journey to the company.

"I don't expect my employee to 10 minutes late on their first day, Ms. Morris." I apologize to my boss and feel so so dumb when I remembered that I almost slept in. But actually I can arrive in time but I just have a breakfast at the cafe across the road that's why I'm late. Well, you can't blame me because whatever it is, food comes first from the other. Well, I guess it just me.

"Okay, I'll forgive you but I don't want you to be late again next time. You can go to your office now." I nodded my head weakly and walk to the door to leave.

"Oh umm Mr. Gerald, how should I know which one is my office?" I ask him.

"You can ask the receptionist to bring you to your room." He replies and I left the room. I think he's gonna be a great boss because he seems cool even though he's a bit strict but he reminds me of my dad actually.

It's a good thing that the receptionist didn't act like a rude bitch but she seems a bit snobbish to me not a friendly person I guess. She showed me my room and then now, I'm sitting on the chair and just look at the file on my desk. Just then, the phone on my desk ringing. "Hello." I pick it up.

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