Tired.

Damien walked into his office. The leftover pile of paperwork neatly arranged on top of his office desk greeted him. He stared down at them for two minutes straight, then he groaned out loud. How has he been doing this? That, he didn’t know, but what he did know is that he couldn’t do this any longer. He needed a personal assistant. He walked over to his office chair and sat down. The last thing he felt like doing was work, and he didn’t. He took out his phone to call Lucas. He answered at the third ring.

“Hey, bro, I need your help.”

“Damien, if this is about that-”

“No, this is not about her.” Damien cuts him off before he finish speaking.

“Thank goodness, so you want me to hook you up with someone else?” Damien knew he was smiling. He could hear it in his voice.

“No, not that. I’m very capable of getting myself a