██████ carefully read the pamphlet handed out to her, debating whether this "Paradisio" was the real deal or just some cheap cash grab scam.
"Seems too good to be true"
██████ thought to herself as she put the pamphlet in her bag–maybe she'll give it some time or sleep on it.
Today was–below average, minor inconveniences here and there but she wouldn't call it a bad day-some people are having it worse anyways.
The sky was gloomy, it always seemed gloomy in ██████'s eyes-and so did the world around her. Life had thrown misfortune after misfortune at her and ██████ learned to live with it but this Paradisio place sounds like somewhat promising... If what the pamphlet was saying is true then that would mean turning a new leaf in ██████'s life... One where the world isn't so gloomy and lackluster.
It had just gone dark when ██████ reached her apartment.
She tossed her bag on the floor and the pamphlet flew out,catching her eye and ██████ once again picked it up and read the contents once more, eyes scanning for any fine print messages that might make her regret believing in this thing.
For some reason, it had no location listed, no additional details aside from the contact number.
██████ shook her head and placed the pamphlet on the table, she'll make her final decision once she's made dinner.
As she sat down and ate dinner, ██████ scrolled through her phone, seeing what her friends and family were up to made her feel... Bitter.
Her siblings were out on vacation, her friends were going on reunions and get-togethers and her? Nothing.
There was nothing going on in ██████'s life, nothing worthy enough to post online-that bitter feeling grew and grew inside her until she took a deep breath and set her phone down.
There's no point in being envious of something that's out of your control, let alone something that doesn't even belong to you.
"What am I doing with my life..."
██████ muttered to herself as she stared up at the ceiling. She stared for minutes until she finally made up her mind, reaching for her phone and dialed the number written on the pamphlet.
Ring ring... Ring ring...
Ring ring... Ring ring...
"Hello, Paradisio line, this is E.H-2618 speaking, how may I help you?"
A chirpy voice answered.
██████ paused for a moment before opening her mouth
"Hi, I was handed a pamphlet about your city and wanted to ask a few questions"
"Of course, ma'am, what is it that you would like to inquire about?"
██████ glanced at the pamphlet in her hand.
"So like what kind of opportunities does Paradisio have–"
"We can offer you job opportunities and a chance to make a new life for yourself"
██████ was taken aback by the immediate answer, she had just finished talking.
Although the answer she was given was-quite general.
"Anymore questions?"
"..."
"No"
A moment of silence passed before the person on the other line spoke again.
"So are you interested in moving to our little paradise? Just tell us when you're coming so that we can prepare for your arrival"
██████ glanced at the calendar on the wall.
The person on the other line sounds so sincere, it convinces ██████ that this could be the chance she's been wishing for, the chance to turn a new leaf and restart her life.
Six days of preparation should do.
"Is March 26 alright?"
"We can do just that"
"A few reminders, when you arrive in your new home, you will need to do a bit of registry so that we can decide what job suits you best"
Decide what job suits her best? Isn't it the other way around?
"Wait what do you mean decide what job–"
"We'll call you to let you know when your new home is ready, we look forward to your arrival, have a good night!"
The call ended, leaving ██████ with new unanswered questions.
She looked at the pamphlet again and read it again and again, searching-scanning for something, for answer-none.
She let out a frustrated sigh, the only choice she has now is to prepare for her eventual move to Paradisio.
Hopefully all the things she's heard of this place is true.
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