you awkwardly stood in the doorway, not sure whether to knock or not, “are you going to stand there all day?” he asked without turning to look at you.
you awkwardly stepped into the room and the door closed behind you, Michael finally turned and stopped, just looking at you. then he waved his hand at the chair in front of his desk, “please, sit.”
he just stared at you for a while, then seemed to compose himself, “I will begin by asking you a few questions and based on your answers i will ascertain whether or not you should be chosen to come to the Sanctuary. shall i begin?”
you nodded.
he sat on the top of his desk looking down at you, “what attracts you to other people.”
“like as friends-” you began to ask.
he laughed, “no, sexually.”
a blush crept up your cheeks, “is this the usual question process?”
“i choose each set of questions based on the applicant.” he stated.
“and what made you ask these questions?” you asked.
“im sure you’re aware that you’re quite beautiful,” he said, “and so, i was intrigued. now, what attracts you to other people, sexually.”
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