Chapter 12
by 
Dark_Ness
What does he say?
"You're gonna be late"
"Now's not really the time, is it? You're gonna be late for work." Your eyes widen and you case a quick glance at the stickers, spotting some shaped like a briefcase, one missing from the section. Each one has a line on it, room for something to be written in.
"What did you-" you stop, knowledge leaking into your mind as you start to speak. You gasp as knowledge of your new job sets in. "Fuck, you made me a..."
