#bigmove

*Ding Ding*

*message from Mom*

Parish smiled as she read the message from her mom. She was certain her mother was either an angel or a witch. She always knew something was going and exactly what to say to make it better.

*Ding Ding*

*message from Chidi*

Shit! Parish exclaimed out loud. She did not have time to be doing this. She gave herself a pep talk and she got her shit together. Today was going to happen whether she was ready or not!

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The building was massive, the first floor was a combination of a few things. An art display, showcasing the arts of the local artists from New Orleans and Wakanda. There was a small gift shop and a small café, taking a closer look it was full of delicacies native to Wakanda. A tribal mask was on display across from the small café caught her attention. Parish was mesmerized by the beautiful mask of Wakanda. As she peered through the clear glass case she thought she saw Erik on the second-floor landing. 

Before she could get too caught up in her own thoughts, a soft yet captivating voice called her name. A tall, slender dark-skinned woman was standing behind her. She had hair as dark as obsidian cascading down her shoulders, was standing behind her. Parish, taken aback by her sheer beauty, it was effortless. Her presence alone made the air catch in Parish's throat. 

"Ms. Sergent, I'm Camila Randles. We have been communicating by email. I am excited to finally meet you. We are happy that you are now part of our growing family here at the Art Center."

"This is the assistant?!" Parish screamed  "WTF?! Who the fuck was her boss?!" At this moment Parish was confused, she thought this was going to be the woman over her. "Don't judge a book". 

Camila continued showing Parish around the art display on the first floor. They made their way towards the third floor. On the way, Parish was able to see the people of center. Being surrounded by these individuals was inspiring for her. The anxiety that had Parish on edge earlier had subsided. At this moment she was grateful to be here and experiencing this rare opportunity. 

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Parish was over the consulting and design department. When the elevator opened unto the third floor they were welcomed with silence. Camila informed Parish that it was a new addition to the Center. It would be Parish's responsibility to build the department up over time. 

Wakanda wanted to do a lot. Parish laughed at the thought.

Camila stopped in front of a large glass door. Smiling and sweeping her arm in the same fashion as Vanna White. Parish gawked in confusion, "What's this?"  

Camila chuckled, a sound that was only audible because of the silence of the department. "Ms. Sergent this is your office. Please take a look. Anything can be changed or brought in to make it more comfortable for you." 

Parish walked into the office with Camila close behind. 

"On your desk, you'll find a few applications for your assistant. Please take your time and get acclimated to your new office. If you need anything just call." With those last words, she walked out of the office. 

Parish walked around her office. Stopping in front of the large window that overlooked the art district down below. Fitting.

She could hear shoes clicking across the tile coming towards her office.  Turning around she was meet with a pleasant surprise. 

"So I had seen you downstairs."

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