"Louis you are assigned with a P.A and her name is Emi Sasaki. We've appointment a three bedroom apartment and a BMW I8.", said the boss. Louis was speechless as for sure did not what was going on and asked, "Wasn't I suppose to be the P.A?", said Louis. "You failed the test so you will have a P.A who also failed as you are the head of Junior Assistant. If I were you I'd get checked to see how I failed, because you just got promoted." Not knowing what to say, he just took the information page.
Emi Sasaki
Nationality: Japan
Gender: Female
Born: 2004-05-27
Education: Bachelor of Arts
Honours (Kyoto University)
Personality: Self-driven, Calm, Helpful
She arrived at the apartment and looked formal to see a pierced and tattooed man in front. "I got the wrong house I'm looking for the Head of Junior Assistants." Louis, disrespected, pointed at himself stating it's him. He looked different than work giving punk style look. "I am Louis McGarde and I will be your boss and mentor." Emi, got embarrassed just bow down apologizing for what she said. They both step inside and boy, the apartment was clean to the brim. The groceries were in the fridge and a free router was given. She thought everything would be dirty and trashed because of him but she see through him first as her big mistake. He brought Fish and Chips with Bud Light. They start talking and Emi asked,"How old are you?" Louis said 23 years old (2 years slightly older). They drink and eat showing friend vibes. After their icebreaker, they go "to sleep" Louis is sitting outside of the balcony. Emi still sleeping, he sits at the balcony thinking, "I wanted Nicole Koninkrijk but I got my hopes too high as expected." He sneaks out walking at the silent road looking at what is happening and encounter a robbery. He walks closer and hold the robber's neck. As he press, the robber's gun drop down. "I will like for you to stop now because you are just not robbing the person well so I would like to let you go if you go." The robber quickly agrees and he let him go letting him run. Quiet, he walks in the streets. The playgrounds quiet, the cars gone and he simply takes a stroll to wander off. "Been 5 years since I worked in the CIA"