A Journey from Bitterness to Truth (Matilda and Yvan) novel Chapter 183

"Tomorrow, we've got another client swinging by." Hala finally finished typing up the day's work, ran a spellcheck, and printed out several copies. She handed out the A4 sheets like a dealer at a poker game, "Take a look at the script, folks. If it's all good, we'll roll with it for next month's launch. I've planted a ton of forks in the road, including two tragic endings—one where the lead bites the dust and another where the player kicks the bucket."

"Oh man, those endings are gonna get us roasted alive," someone groaned.

Baxter, tying her long hair back with a scrunchie, said, "Matilda, tough first day, huh? Burning the midnight oil already."

"No worries," Matilda replied, genuinely enjoying the vibe here. There was none of that cutthroat competition she'd seen in other workplaces.

"Let's circle back for a quick meeting later. Orson, you done with those sketches?"

"Nope." Orson had bags under his eyes big enough to qualify for carry-on luggage, a sure sign of sleep deprivation. Matilda half-expected him to face-plant into his monitor and snooze. "Hala just mentioned a client coming tomorrow, and I'm not in the mood to play host. Whoever's got the bigger cojones can take it."

Luna quipped, "That's practically a dig at me."

"I might be well-endowed in that department," Hala added, "but I'm not going. Matilda, your turn."

Who was this client that they all dodged like a pop quiz?

Being the newbie, Matilda couldn't really say no. "Guess I'll give it a shot."

"Use those good looks to charm our client, will you? Maybe they'll cough up a few million for our startup fund," Orson said, eyeing Matilda as he tweaked a graphic. "You're passable, with a bit of effort. Thanks in advance."

"If I had a few million, I'd ditch this whole girly sim game in a heartbeat!" Yoshi piped up from a corner. "I'd be crafting the next big MMO!"

"Someone pass Yoshi a pillow," Orson said drily.

Baxter and Yoshi looked baffled. "What for?"

"He needs to dream."