Miss grim

You enter through the door, self made tension hitting you like a truck. The room is huge and puzzles you on how it fits in the building. It's more a swimming pool in size rather than a average office. The walls are completly hidden by huge stalking book shelves, and every shelf is stacked neatly with a array of books. Little space on each.

There must have been thousands of the books spines staring at you. You take a small step forward, your breath takes by the palace like library you stood in. Down at the far wall that faced you was a large desk. One that could easily give a single bed a run for its money in terms of size. There was little on it. A small somewhat new laptop that shon like it was right out of its Packaging, a small stack of books, a few foulders and a lot of paper documents strewn across it. Behind the desk, sat a girl.

She looked little older then you, maybe 3 years older? She had long chestnut brown hair held at the back of her head in a professional bun. Her face was friendly, youthful. Two small stars could be faintly seen as you aproched. Both over her right eyebrow, her slightly pale and pasty skin cutting through the dark lines perfectly. She was dressed in a bright white suit that looked far to big for her with a open black shirt, revealing some more ghostly skin and pert breasts held by very pretty and expensive looking lingerie bra. Just under her neck was a star tattoo green in colour.

She lounge in a large office chair, her legs resting in a stangly humanoid snapped foot stool that caught lighting like finely pololished plastic. Her hands hung lazily in front off her, holding a nameless book which her uninterested eyes ploughed into.

She looked up at you when she noticed your arrival, instantly lighting up in interest. "Hello there Niki. May I call you Niki? Second names are so formal and just... Bleh" She spoke with a playful and friendly tone.

"N-niki if fine ms. " You stammered. She looked concerned now "sweety, what's wrong? Shy? Well I can understand that. New face, you don't even know my name. Well, I am miss Janet Bartholomew grim! Though I think it's too melodramatic so you can call me Jay" She was very friendly. Even extended her arm for a handshake. You took it akwerdly, which you think made her giggle. Her niceness concussed you, especially in the confusing place you where in. You stood akwerdly again in front of the friendly girl and blinked stupidly a few times.