[Atlas]
Sydney is in a very good mood for having to stay late on a Friday night. She never complains when I ask her to come early and stay late, making her a great assistant and employee.
Which makes what I have to say to her so much more difficult.
I no longer feel comfortable pretending to be okay with our relationship.
She is too young, too inexperienced, and in a position that is of significantly lower status than my own. I know that plenty of bosses have relationships with their assistants, but I never saw myself as one of those men. And yet here I am, reliving my college days, dating co-eds and hanging out at beach bonfires with kids who call each other “bro”.
I am so wrapped up in my thoughts that it is only on the third time that states her question that I actually hear her request.
“Atlas, do you want me to book you a room at the convention?”
“Didn’t we discuss this before?” We have been planning my attendance at the upcoming LA Fashion Expo for the last week. “I though
