Manners

I handed the contract back to Harry, trying to give him my best smile so I wouldn’t feel so much like I was selling my soul. Or more importantly, my freakin’ dignity. Why did I have to start feeling regret afterwards?

Harry must have seen through it though, getting up and walking around the desk towards me. He put his hands on both of my shoulders and smiled encouragingly. Like a parent on the first day of school.

“Don’t worry, you’re going to be fine, we’re fun, I promise. If not, well, think about the fun you are going to have with all the money we're gunna give you.”
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