FIRST DAY AT WORK

Lucian pov

As the workday drew to a close, Sarah and I made plans to head home together. We chatted about our weekends, our favorite TV shows, and everything in between.

As we walked out of the office building, Sarah suddenly stopped. "Oh, wait! I need to drop off this cherry pie at my friend's apartment. It's on the way to my car

I nodded, happy to tag along. We walked to the nearby apartment complex, and Sarah handed the pie to her friend, who lived in one of the units.

As we said our goodbyes, Sarah turned to me. "Hey, Lucian, want to grab dinner sometime this week? Maybe we can try out that new Italian place downtown."

I smiled, feeling grateful for this new friendship. "That sounds amazing, Sarah. I'd love to."

With that, we parted ways, Here's a revised continuation from Cherry's point of view:

As I walked to the parking lot, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over me. I had just finished a long day at work, and all I wanted to do was go home and relax.

But as I approached the parking lot, I saw a familiar face waiting for me. It was my personal driver, the one who always picked me up and dropped me off with a smile.

"Hi," he said, opening the door to the car. "How was your day?"

I smiled back at him, feeling grateful for the luxury of having a personal driver. "It was good. Just long."

He nodded sympathetically. "Well, you're home now. Would you like me to play some music or turn on the air conditioning?"

I settled into the backseat, feeling the soft leather envelop me. "Just some quiet music, please."

As he pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road, I closed my eyes and let the soothing music wash over me. It was moments like these that I cherished, moments of peace and quiet in an otherwise chaotic world.

Before I knew it, we were pulling up to my apartment complex. He opened the door for me, and I stepped out into the cool evening air.

"Thanks," I said, smiling at him.

He smiled back and nodded. "Have a good night."

As I walked into my apartment, I couldn't help but think about the driver who had been taking me around LA since I arrived. It had only been two days, but he had already become a familiar face.

I didn't even know his name, but he was always punctual and courteous. He would open the door for me, ask about my day, and drive me to my destination without saying much else.

I appreciated his quiet nature, especially after a long day of exploring the city. And I had to admit, it was nice to have someone to rely on in a new city.

I walked straight to my room making my way to the bathroom I did my thing

As I changed into comfortable clothes, I wondered what the rest of my time in LA would be like. Would I continue to use the driver, or would I start to navigate the city on my own?

For now, I was just grateful to have him, and I looked forward to seeing him again tomorrow.