fuck your white horse

amanda. 24. graduate student.

[amandastrode]

andy-wright‌:

Leaning back against the chair, Andrew moved his hands to the back of his neck, studying her as she spoke. “It’s Mandy, right?” He said, raising an eyebrow when she finally stopped talking. “It was a joke. Take a chill pill.” Finally sitting straight, he cracked his knuckles and turned on his computer screen, a smirk on his face. “Why don’t you be a darling and come here to help me out? I don’t have a login just yet.”

“Amanda.” She repeated, cringing at the nickname. She ignored his comments about her “chilling” and typed some numbers into her spreadsheet, even if she was now only half-paying attention to her computer. It was just her luck to get stuck with someone so completely unlike herself, someone who was only here to make a joke out of the whole thing. His request was once again met with an eyeroll, but against her better judgement she decided to help him. “Your log in is your first and last name and your password should be your middle name plus last four of social. Do you need help figuring those out too?”

[amandastrode]

andy-wright‌:

Raising his eyes from his phone screen, Andy returned it to his pocket, keeping his gaze now on her. Taking his feet off the table, he moved his chair closer to the desk, resting his elbows on it as his hands held his face, studying her. “Amanda” He repeated. “I’m Andrew.” He introduced himself, without adding his last name. Probably wouldn’t be the smartest idea to give away he was the company’s heir or whatever. “Anything else I can help ya with? Don’t you have our job to do?" 

The audacity of this guy was astounding, but she was determined to keep her cool. Besides as much as it pissed her off, she couldn’t help but be amused by his behavior. “You’re kidding, right?” she snorted, quirking a brow. “First of all, it’s 2018, cut the male privlege bullshit. Second, I’m gonna do my work and only my work, if yours is incomplete at the end of the day, that is so not my problem.” With a flip of her hair she turned her attention back to the computer screen, continuing to work on what she was before.

[amandastrode]

andy-wright‌:

Inside the elevator about to start his first day as a mere intern, Andy sighed in frustration. Of course he didn’t expect his father to give him a director job with a huge office right from the start, but he felt his father was determined to humiliate him which such a low place in the company’s ranks. But Andrew was prepared to outsmart him; with a loose tie, sun tanned skin, and messy sunburnt hair, he walked into the office with an arrogant smirk, quickly following his new boss in the direction of what would be his desk.  

Andrew ignored most of her words about what he’d be doing and about the other intern who’d be working with him, as he wasn’t interested in being a good employee. Once she left them alone, Andy threw his briefcase on the floor and sat down, placing his feet up on the desk. Barely acknowledging the girl, instead he preferred to focus his attention on his phone, playing some loud game on it.

And just like that all her hopes for a new best friend came crashing down. Needless to say, Amanda was shocked by his behavior. The fact that he moseyed in, barely giving her or their boss a second glance and had the audacity to put his dirty shoes directly on the office furniture was appalling. It took her almost four days to be comfortable enough to slouch and this guy had only been in the office two minutes top and was already okay with going against multiple rules. She didn’t want to be the one to start the conversation, but if she had to listen to one more second of the annoying game jingle blaring from his phone, she was gonna lose her shit. “I’m Amanda, by the way.”

[amandastrode]

Amanda was beyond excited for a new intern to join her in the lonely office. She had been there for a few weeks already, but her other coworkers hardly talked to her. At first she thought it was because she was new, and then because she was young, and eventually figured they don’t acknowledge interns at all. Whatever, she wasn’t gonna let it phase her. She was working there for her career, not her social life. 

Still, it was gonna be nice to have someone to pass the time with. She spent her morning carefully cleaning and rearranging the cramped office the two were gonna share. She figured it would be a nice little welcome for the stranger. Just as she was finishing up her boss rushed in to announce that the new intern was there. Perfect timing, she thought and quickly made her way back to her desk, hoping to look as nonchalant as possible.

[shaykirina]