SONIA’S POV
“Oh my God! You came in early again today, didn’t you?” I say to Samantha as soon as I get to my bull pen. “Is everything okay?”
Samantha laughs as she swivels her rolling chair so she’s facing me. Waving her hand dismissively, she say, “It’s an old habit. Don’t mind me.”
I smile at her and begin my work for the day as we chatter on about any and everything, which has now become a daily routine for us.
Sam, as I fondly call her, was assigned to me on my second day of the job. I knew we’d be good friends the moment we introduced ourselves. She is beautiful, has a long brunette hair and is even the same age as me. Though, she is more on the petit side.
Her sense of style though, always makes me laugh, but in a good way. She dresses like the rainbow barfs on her every mornin
