Let's leave it at that

"I need to go somewhere," Wyatt said. "I'll see you tonight in your room."

As he watched the topless Rebecca storm off, Wyatt had thoughts of walking over to his dorm to relax when he luckily remembered that he needed to visit HR for any job openings. Heading for the next building over, Wyatt made his way over the HR front desk.

"Hi, is there someone I can talk to?" asked Wyatt.

The secretary gave a glancing look at Wyatt before she pushed a clipboard towards him. "You can sign right here, and we will get right back to you soon," the secretary said. She gave a brief smile and turned back to her work online.

Wyatt looked at the clipboard and saw at least ten names already written on it. He turned to see that everyone had a seat, except for him.

This won't do.

Turning back to the clipboard, Wyatt grabbed an empty sheet and filled out his name and time. He then placed his sheet in front of the first sheet and set the clipboard back on the front desk. Seeing no available seat, he decided to stand next to a guy on his phone.

As Wyatt minded his own business, the guy next to him said, "Hey, can you watch my seat? I need to take this call."

Wyatt nodded, and the guy made his way out for his call. Sitting down, Wyatt felt something warm on his left hand. He looked over to his side to see it resting on a girl's bare leg. Wyatt wanted to move his hand as far as possible from the girl, but his eyes wandered to her face to see that she wasn't paying him any mind and had her eyes on her phone. Scratch that, she was paying him mind as she used her free hand to pull his hand closer to her crotch. Adding to the fact that she was wearing a miniskirt, he could practically feel her underwear.

What's more, everyone else had their focus everywhere else but the public softcore performance being displayed.

What were the odds that all of this happening? It was enough to his head spin. But before his head had a chance to do turn, Wyatt heard his name called and quickly moved his hand from her crotch and got up.

Stepping into the office, Wyatt made his way to an open chair.

"How can I help you, son?" Mr. Smith said.

"I'm just looking for an easy job," Wyatt said. He held the coin in his hand, spinning it around his fingers.

"I don't know about easy, but you could go to the biology lab, they can always use some volunteers. Just talk with the supervisor," he said.

"Thanks," Wyatt said. Feeling good about this opportunity, Wyatt made his way out from the HR office, his coin at his side. Wyatt looked again at the piece of metal. What is this coin? Nothing has made sense ever since it entered into his life. People were acting strange today. Maybe he can test the limit of this coin.