"Oh no! I'm gonna be late for my interview!" I rushed to my room and picked out the most formal clothes I have in my closet.

"What's with the rush man, isn't the interview 2 hours from now. You have a lot of time in your hands."

"It's not about time Jo. It's about making a good impression. If I don't impress them, This could be a lost opportunity for my dream clothing line." I explained

I went to the shower and locked the door.

"Dude, you're overthinking everything. Cool down for a bit, relax. Also I'm feeling kinda sick. So hurry up in there."

"That's what you told me yesterday after you gave me that beer." I turned the shower knob and completely wet my alcohol scented body.

After my shower I put on my shoes and went outside.

...

I reached the subway waiting for the next train to arrive. While I was their I checked my resume inside my envelope, along side my fashion designs I created using photoshop.

I heard the next train arriving so I put back my papers inside.

The moment I went inside my stomach started aching. I forgot to eat before I left. But I need to suck it up. This is a 30 minute ride with various stops.

I sat at a nearby chair and prayed that the pain would go away.

...

After the train, I went outside and looked at the scenery of New York. It was beautiful. Buildings side by side, taller than the next one. People on the streets going to work while children run along.

I forgot my situation until my stomach started aching again. But thankfully the building beside me is the company I'm going to have my interview with.