I lean back on my desk chair and pinch my nose. I'm exhausted. I have been working on Leisure Interests for the past seven hours: it’s amazing what you can do in a city. I like my post, even if this column isn’t the most read and I’m aiming higher. My boss promised to send me in the field one day alongside Katarina. She is the girl to send here, the one I dream of becoming. To be honest, I would be overjoyed. My colleague’s beauty is depressing. Tall, brown, satin-shiny hair and always perfectly styled, she has a face sculpted to perfection. Even if I worked my hair for three hours, it would never match Kat's.
“Send the cameraman and tell him I'll join him there!” says a male voice.
“We must be there first, Stan, let’s move,” said Katarina, escorted by her team.
I jump up and meet her i
