"So he wants to sell Akna's Pharmaceuticals with her nephew included to Mark Begnifello just so she meets Emiliano?"
"Pretty much."
"And he wants Mark to get Tom to plan the meeting."
"Yes."
"This is perfect."
Since I've started working with Claus, I fear I've become transforming into a cis white straight guy.
I catch myself starting to mansplain every detail to him. I look at him sometimes— sitting prettily at his desk in his little Armani suit and his Louboutin shoes and think to myself 'God, good thing that you're cute'.
I am glaring at this 6'1" fully grown man while he is moving his lips and I can't help but think 'what a f-cking blonde"
Most days since the start of our partnership, I catch glimpses of my reflection in my glass of liquor and I feel ashamed of what looks back at me.
Instead of the goofy pink-hair idiot I design myself into, I see my brother and my father's judgmental expression.
