I gulped nervously and adjusted my skirt once again. The material felt soft against my fingers but it did nothing to reassure me. I crossed my legs and felt my stockings rub against each other.
My hands were sweating and left a slight smudge as I tried to wipe it away on my skirt. I exhaled and saw my breath mist in front of me slightly, though the room was comfortably warm.
I had to calm down. This was just an interview, nothing terrible. I had been through dozens of interviews. First when I was young going into an exclusive private school.
Then into the Air Force which had taken me 3 tries before I was accepted as a Pilot. This one was no different.
Except it was with the one place I never really wanted to be. Other members of my family happily work here. Yet I had always sworn I wanted to live a normal life.
I didn’t want to have anything to do with the Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division. My own twin brother worked here as an Agent.
Though the details on what he exactly did were sketchy. I rarely saw him these days. My mother was head of Human Resources in New York and my Father ran the tech division in R&D.
My entire family were neck deep in SHIELD and I never wanted to be.
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