I managed to pull out my resume and I stepped towards him to hand it to him. He stared at me for a short while, the look of anger melting off his face and now he was almost looking shameful. I had to bite back the smirk I wanted to give him.
With only slight hesitation, he took the resume and scanned it; his brows pinching together.
“You’ve had warrior training?”
I nodded.
“I’m currently studying warrior training,” I explained. “I’m top of my class in every subject. This tutoring job would be a great addition to my resume.”
He handed me back the resume without saying a word to me, but his eyes scanned me briefly before he shifted his attention to his son. The atmosphere had grown tense, almost awkward. Matt was staring back and forth between me and his father, and I could see the
