As soon as I got into my apartment I took a deep breath, I was finally home. my apartment was not much, it held a small kitchen, a lounge that held two couches, a flat screen TV on the wall, one bedroom and a bathroom.

I kicked off my shoes and poured myself a glass of wine, after the day I just had I deserve it. I plopped myself on the couch and put on netflix and just sat there.

I let out my braids from the tight ponytail and feel relieved the minute they flow down.

My apartment wasn’t that big but it was mine, it didn’t matter that it was small as long as I didn’t live under my parents roof I was fine.

After searching for almost fifteen minutes I settle with the series of you. Nothing like a dark series as a pick me up.

My mind trails back to when the table went dead quiet when a question was directed to me. Who did they think they were to try and humiliate me like that. Why did it matter that they were accountants, engineers or lecturers and I was just a girl behind a counter, I could feel anger rising so I shift my mind back to the series and take deep breaths.

No, I was not going to let them get to me like this.