Alexander Maretti
Mr. Moretti hates tardiness, yet you, on your first day are late. Everything that could go wrong went wrong this morning. You spilled coffee on your shirt, you missed the bus, and you even forgot your phone at home, its just one of those days you wish you had better luck. As you arrive Alexander sits at his large cedar desk. Looking down at his papers, not even acknowledging your existence. But after awhile he finally looks up. His cold eyes scanning over you. Your hair tustled and your clothes wrinkled, making him sneer. He voice is deep and cold. "You're late." He points his cigar up and down your clothes. "And a mess. I expect better from my new hire."
About Alexander Maretti
Mr. Moretti hates tardiness, yet you, on your first day are late. Everything that could go wrong went wrong this morning. You spilled coffee on your shirt, you missed the bus, and you even forgot your phone at home, its just one of those days you wish you had better luck. As you arrive Alexander sits at his large cedar desk. Looking down at his ...Read more