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I spend a lot of time alone.

Everyone says I shouldn't,

that I'm really pretty and smart

and I should be out living it up,

going places with friends, traveling.

Mom says that I'm just a late bloomer but...

the truth is I've never felt very comfortable around other people.

No matter where I go, I feel like a misfit...

unless I'm alone.

Sure, I get lonely sometimes, but It doesn't really bother me.

Loneliness is...

such a part of who I am that I probably wouldn't know myself without it.

Hey, honey, there's some chicken salad in the fridge if you're hungry.

I'm a vegan now, mom, remember? -Sorry.

I keep forgetting.

I'll have to get some kale or whatever it is you guys eat.

Well, hopefully I can buy my own groceries soon.

Any luck with the job search?

Not yet.

But I did email my resume to a bunch of places,

so someone's gotta want me, right?

I think so.

Especially now that people are going on vacation,

companies will need temp workers, if you will be willing to do that.

I'll do temp work.

I'm tired of being broke.

Something will pop up.

Just be patient.

Yep.

"Miss McQuinn.

I have reviewed your resume and I would like you to call my office..."

Law Offices of Olivia Trombley, how may I help you?

Hi! Good afternoon.

I received an email saying to call and ask for Olivia?

What is this regarding, please?

It's... for a job?

It's regarding my resume, I applied for a job.

One moment, please.

Olivia Trombley.

Hi! This is Charlene McQuinn, you emailed me? About the job?

You're the one who went to Baird.

Yes, I just graduated last month.

I saw that. Baird's my alma mater.

No way! Small world, huh?

Can you be here at 8:30 am tomorrow for an interview?

Yes! Of course!

Don't be late, please. I have a another meeting at 9.

I won't be. Thank you so much!

See you then.

You look great, sweetheart. Very professional.

Do you want some breakfast?

No, I don't want to spill on my outfit.

I'll eat when I get home.

You want me to drive you?

No, it's not far. I'll walk.

Okay, good luck. Let me know how it goes.

Thanks, mom.

You're her 8:30?

Charlene McQuinn. I'm a little early but I can wait.

Your 8:30 is here.

Give me a few minutes, please.

She's not ready yet.

Okay.

No problem.

Send her in, please.

This way.

You must be Charlene.

Have a seat.

Yes...

Everyone calls me Charlie.

Charlie?

Yeah, it's like a nickname I guess.

Like a little boy?

I guess I kind of a tomboy when I was younger.

Did your parents want a boy?

I think my dad did. But...

He was okay with me being a girl.

He didn't want to give me back or anything.

Tell me about your work experience.

Did you bring a copy of your resume?

Well, no, I...

I emailed it to you and you said you reviewed it, so...

It's customary to bring a copy to your interview.

Do they not teach you that in business school?

I... didn't go to business school.

I thought that you studied Business at Baird.

Well...

I went to Baird, but I was a Fine Arts major.

Fine Arts?

Are you a painter?

No... photography.

So you studied to be a photographer.

And now you're want to work in a law office.

It seemed interesting.

And my dad... He was a lawyer.

What kind of law does he practice?

He doesn't practice anymore.

He's retired, I guess you could say.

Can you type?

Yes. I learned in high school. I'm really fast.

What about answering phones?

I love answering phones, I'm a people person.

A people person?

I like to I think of myself that way, yes.

You are not a people person, Charlie.

"A people person"?

Why am I so fucking stupid?

That went great.

This is exactly why I don't have a job.

I made such a fucking fool of myself!

Fucking stupid!

You nailed that one. I'm so proud of you.

Oh my god.

Oh my god, I got it. How?

Oh god. Okay. Okay.

Hello?

Ms. Trombley?

Hello?

Hello? It's Charlie!

I'm here!

Just a minute, please!

Charlie, you never responded to my email.

I didn't think you were going to accept the position.

I just looked to my emails this morning

and I was kind of in a rush, I didn't want to be late.

We had a bit of a situation here last night.

Maybe you could help me clean it up. -Of course. No problem.

GOOD LUCK WORKING FOR THIS PSYCHOTIC BITCH, SUCKS TO BE YOU!

So, the girl that was here yesterday...

Rachel.

Right, Rachel.

Are you always bad with names, Charlie?

What?

It's very important to remember people's names.

Especially in a law office

where clients expect us to pay attention to every detail.

If we don't know their names, it doesn't instill much confidence, does it?

No. I'm usually good with names,

I just don't think she introduced herself when I was here yesterday.

Rachel.

Rachel didn't introduce herself.

Do you know how to use a dictation machine?

No, I haven't learned yet.

I thought I was going to be trained today.

Rachel had to leave abruptly

so she won't be able to train you.

You'll have to learn as you do the job.

Are you a fast note taker?

Yeah. I think so.

I have some dictation.

Okay.

This will go on our letterhead, of course.

Dear Mr. Stafford,

I am in receipt of your letter dated June 2.

Your statements regarding your client's lack of knowledge of the incidents

leading up to Ms. Clements' termination are disingenuous at best.

I am left with no choice but to subpoena Mr. Rawlins

for a deposition so we may question him under oath.

We suggest you encourage your client to refresh his recollection,

and should he recall any additional information,

please feel free to contact me.

Yours truly, etc., etc.

Read it back to me.

Dear Mr. Stafford,

I am in receipt of your letter dated June 2.

Your statements regarding your client's lack of knowledge of the incidents

leading up to Ms. Clements' termination are disingenuous at best.

I am left with no choice but to subpoena Mr. Rawlins

for a deposition so we may question him under oath.

We suggest you encourage your client to refresh his recollection,

and should he recall any additional information,

please feel free to contact me. Yours truly, etc., etc.

Good.

Hey, honey.

Hey how was your day, my little paralegal?

I'm not a paralegal, mom. I'm just an assistant.

An assistant in a law firm.

Same thing.

What's the boss like?

She's okay. A little strange I guess.

Lawyers are known to be strange.

Or shall we say eccentric.

Like Dad?

How is Dad? -The same.

They want him to stay another few weeks.

Tell him I said hi. -I will.

I was thinking maybe we could go by and see him this weekend,

since Friday is your birthday.

We should do that.

We should see him on my birthday. That would be nice.

That was the beginning of my sexual obsession with Olivia Trombley.

I had masturbated to thoughts of other women before,

and I had even fooled around with a girl in college, but this was different.

Stronger. More intense.

I must have masturbated six or seven times that first night.

I only stopped because my vagina was getting numb from all the orgasms.

So I looked for little opportunities to be near her,

and even to take creeper shots of her with my phone.

I knew it was wrong, but...

I couldn't seem to stop.

I would use them to masturbate and have the most powerful,

intense orgasms.

But then one day,

everything changed.

Can you tell Olivia I'm here to see her?

Hi Rachel, is she expecting you?

She didn't tell me she had an appointment this morning...

You can't just barge in here, Rachel.

Why aren't you answering my calls? You fucking bitch.

Charlie, why don't you take your lunch break now?

In fact, take an extra hour. Thank you.

So you thought that you could just replace me

by hiring some vapid little teenager to be your new slave, is that it?

Rachel, listen to yourself.

You're unhinged.

Because of you and your fucking head games!

I was fine before I came to work for you!

We both know that's not true.

We both know the truth about you, too.

Does your new little Girl Friday know?

Does she know what a psychotic freak you are?

Does she know you were committed because you're so fucking crazy?

Charlie and I have a professional relationship.

We don't have that type of conversation. -Yeah.

Let's see how long that lasts.

You won't be able to help yourself.

You have a pattern, Olivia.

You'll do the same thing to her you did to me.

And when you get sick of her,

you'll install another little idiot at this desk.

And another. And another. And another.

Are you finished?

I hate you.

Take off your pants.

You're soaking wet.

So what.

Bend over.

Open.

Stand up.

Hands up.

Do you want that? -Please.

Please.

Please.

Stick out your tongue.

Please, please, it's not fair.

I need it, please.

Okay, not until I say it.

I want it.

Please, I'm so close.

Kiss me. -Please.

Slow.

Tongue out.

Flat.

Lick.

Keep going.

Sit on my lap.

Good girl. Good girl.

Yeah, I love that so much.

I love it. I love that so much.

Please.

That drives me crazy.

Please, don't stop.

Please.

Oh my god! Oh my god!

Fuck!

Oh my god.

Hi, Olivia.

Charlie, lunch is over. Where are you?

I left.

You left?

Yeah, you seemed pretty busy with Rachel and I didn't want to interrupt.

Rachel is gone now.

It was just a quick meeting.

Charlie, I'm going to let you take the rest of the week off, how's that?

I don't need the rest of the week off.

You mentioned it's your birthday on Friday.

It is, but I can still work that day.

I'd prefer you didn't. I'll see you on Monday.

So, here I was with a 5-day weekend and nothing to do.

I should have known that Olivia wouldn't let me call the shots.

But I was angry and I wanted her to know it.

I wanted her to know that I saw her with Rachel.

I don't even know why. I mean... I do know. But still.

I didn't even feel like masturbating again,

it suddenly felt icky and pathetic.

Instead I started thinking about Monique,

the girl from college I fooled around with at a party.

She tried to hang out with me again, but I never texted her back.

I guess I was a little freaked out.

But now, suddenly I wasn't.

I asked her if she wanted to meet up at the coffee shop

and she texted back right away.

"I'd love to".

Hey you.

Long time no see.

I wasn't sure you the same number.

Well it took you long enough to use it.

I know. I'm a jerk.

No.

You're not a jerk.

How've you been?

I've been okay.

I got a new job, so I finally have some money.

Money's good.

Money's always good. -Yeah.

How have you been? -Oh, same old.

Pretty much. I'm applying to grad schools.

Just working as a math tutor for now, helping high school kids.

The summer's been kind of boring so far.

Yeah, me too.

Just working and staying home.

You should have called me sooner, we could have been hanging out.

I know, it's just...

I still live with my parents.

It's weird inviting anyone over. There's no privacy.

I have my own place.

We could hang out there. -Oh cool.

I'll have to come over sometime I guess.

How about now?

Like right now?

Yeah, let's get out of here, I hate coffee shops.

Too many hipsters?

You said it, not me.

Fuck. What are you doing, dude?

Can I get you anything?

No, I'm good. -Yeah?

How about a massage?

A massage? -Yeah.

I didn't tell you I'm certified in shiatsu massage?

No.

A fringe benefit of hanging out with me.

Here, come with me.

Okay.

I knew the massage offer was just a way to get me to fool around again,

but I played along because that's what I came for, too.

It's funny how two people can both want the same thing and...

you both know it,

yet neither of you can just come out and say it.

But as soon as I got home, I felt that old familiar pull.

Olivia.

For once, though, I didn't give in.

It was time to stop jerking off to pictures of my strange, distant boss.

And get a real life.

How was your birthday? -It was good.

Thank you for asking.

Now it's my turn. -Your turn?

To celebrate. I'm taking you out to dinner tonight.

Um... what?

You'll have to go home first and change. What you're wearing is a little frumpy.

What's wrong with what I'm wearing?

I've made reservations at Figaro at 8.

Try to get caught up before you leave, I've put some things in your inbox.

You missed quite a bit while you were gone.

All day long I thought of nothing else.

I was actually going to go on a date with Olivia.

Well, maybe not a date-date,

but it was closer than I ever thought I'd get to a romantic evening with her.

As for Olivia,

she was colder and more business-like than ever with me that day.

But that only made me more turned on.

I was counting the hours until I'd be alone with her,

drinking wine by candlelight.

Finally I'd get to see who she really was.

That's so nice that your boss wants to take you out for your birthday.

That's pretty unusual.

Yeah, she's... an unusual person.

You must be doing a great job for her and she wants to keep you happy.

Yeah, sure I am.

Should I wait up for you?

No, I shouldn't be too late.

Look at you, you look great. You look like you've got a hot date.

Goodnight, mom.

Sorry I'm late. A client was having an emergency.

It's ok. Thank you for doing this, it's really kind of you.

You look very pretty, Charlie. You should dress like this more often.

Like wear this to the office?

How was your time off? -Well...

I didn't know I was going to have time off so I hadn't planned anything.

I did get to go to visit my dad.

How long have your parents been divorced?

They're not. My dad is in the hospital.

I'm sorry. I hope it's nothing serious.

It's a psychiatric hospital. He had a nervous breakdown.

My condolences.

It's ok, he's getting better.

I told them to bring us a bottle when I came in.

Merci.

Thank you.

So...

Back to your time off. Did you go on any dates?

What do you mean by dates?

That sounds like a yes.

Well, I did hang out with someone. But just once.

So it's not serious?

No... I mean, not yet.

Do you want it to be?

I don't really know what I want.

Maybe you don't want anything.

There's so much pressure to want a certain kind of life.

Maybe some of us don't want the things other people want.

I'm sorry, I have to use the restroom.

It's by the entrance. -Sorry, I'll be right back.

Bad news. I got a call from a client while you were in the bathroom.

I have to go to the office and prepare an emergency Order to Show Cause.

Right now? Before we even have dinner?

Yes, Charlie.

Being a lawyer is like being a doctor. We're always on call.

But if you want to come help me

I bet we can get it done in half an hour and shoot back here.

Of course I'll help.

So should I get the forms online started

or do you want to dictate something first?

First I should probably turn the lights on!

Don't.

Don't what?

You really shouldn't leave your phone on the table unattended.

What do you mean?

What are you planning to do with them, Charlie?

What are you planning to do with those photographs?

Are you planning on blackmail me?

Of course not! No.

Did Rachel put you up to it?

No.

Then why are there pictures of me fucking her in your phone?

Are you making a scrapbook?

They're... for me.

They're for you, Charlie?

How are they for you?

I... look at them.

Why?

Why do you look at them, Charlie?

Please, I'll delete them all, I swear. I'll do it right now.

Why do you look at them, Charlie?

I look at them...

when I masturbate.

Come here.

Get on your knees, Charlie.

Put your mouth on me, Charlie.

Not all great love stories happen the way they do in the movies.

Sometimes you meet your soul mate

in a way that nobody would have ever imagined.

But Olivia's right

that some of us don't want the things other people want.

Some of us just want to feel the way

that only one other person in the whole world makes us feel.

For some of us, that's enough.

That's everything.