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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Maybe Brian had been a bit too quick in filling out the paperwork. He knew his handwriting was barely legible usually, but when he was rushing? Well, he doubted anyone would be able to read it at all. But that was alright, it was only an application for a job he didn't even really want at the Permit Office. His friend Gem had urged him to apply, saying he needed something to do other than fishing. And maybe she was right, Brian was getting a bit obsessed.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀A few weeks after filling out the application, Brian had completely forgotten about it. He was meditating in his Cod temple, when his phone started playing that awful, awful song that he'd gotten off YouTube. He hated the song so much, he figured if he set as his ring tone then he'd answer the phone as quick as possible if only to stop the music. He was right, of course.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀With much fumbling, Brian pulled his phone out of his pocket to answer.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“Hello, is this a Mister, erm…Xelqua?” Asked the person on the other end, before Brian could even get a word out.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“Er, yep, that's me. Who's this?”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“This is Cub Fan, the head of hiring for the Permit Office. I'm just calling to confirm a few details on the form you filled out.”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“Oh, I completely forgot about that, honestly!”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“Yes, yes, that's what they all say. Moving on, what's your first name? I can't read it.”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“What? Oh, it's um, Br-” Brian was interrupted by an Enderman teleporting just in front of him, “End-”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀And again, he was interrupted by Cub, before he could finish his startled yell. The world was really determined not to let him get a word out, huh?
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“Grian? Interesting, interesting…” from the other end, there was a shuffling of papers,“Well…that was all I needed, you're hired.”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“I'm- what‽”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“Hired,” Cub tutted, acting as if that was the stupidest question Brian could've ever asked, “You're not my first choice, but you're the only one who applied.”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“But I haven't even done a proper interview yet!”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“See you on Sunday at two, bye Grian!” Cub hung up.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀It took a moment for Brian to fully process all of this. The first thing that he really became aware of was that he was just called Grian. What kind of name is Grian?