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Gladys walked inside the club with her pair of suits and she walked to sit on the barstool looking depressed.

She heaved a sigh as the barman walked to her.

"Here again. You failed your interview again?" The barman, Mr Brown asked and Gladys sighed heavily, like she was going to die the next minute.

"Chill up, you'd just have to continue trying." He coaxed pouring a white wine into a bar cup.

"I hope I won't have to stop trying when it's time for me to die." She snoots collecting the cup of wine from Mr. Brown.

"Of course by then you'd have achieved your dream girl. I'm sure you won't wanna miss tonight's party." He added and Gladys chuckled as she watched him serve another customer.

The club was run by him and she had known him since when she packed to the upper apartment and he had been like a father to her.

The club was going crazy with people rushing in and dancing their sorrows out.

Gladys Morgan is a lady in her mid-twenties, a graduate who has no jobs at hand.

She's the only daughter of her mother and her runaway father. Searching for jobs and getting rejected has become a hobby and she was bent on making sure she wouldn't give up unless she has a good job at hand.

She took a sip from the wine and she turned back to the club, it was as lively as she wanted and it soothes her depressed state.

"Hey." A guy walked towards her and Gladys looked at him.

"Hi, Jackson." She called with a small smile.

"Oh, you here again?" Jackson said and Gladys shrugged.

She wasn't a party freaky but for depressed sake, she became one and anytime anyone familiar with her sees her in the club, they'd understand that she was rejected at a company.

"You got a rejection," Jackson says sitting on another barstool beside her and she smirks, gulping down the whole wine down to her throat.

"Yes and luckily I'll be trying another one tomorrow." She told him with a bright smile.

"Yeah, I like that." Jackson encouraged her and Mr Brown walked back to them.

"What can I get you, son?" Mr. Brown asked him like a shout because of the loud music blaring out from the speaker.

"Anything less alcoholic Dad," Jackson replied and his dad was on the move.

"How was your day today?" Gladys decided to start a new conversation.

"As usual. Bosses yell and so... Having a job is a lot tiring." He answered.

"At least if I could have one." Gladys chipped in sharply and Jackson chuckled.

His dad walked back giving him a glass and he went to continue serving other customers.

"Okay, this time I need to get myself drunk," Gladys said and Jackson nodded.

"Yeah, you should." He replied, not interested in stopping her and Gladys began placing orders.