Literature
The Man in Room 305
“What the hell…?” is basically all the young woman could say. Ashley Watson, the young woman sitting at just 24 years of age, sat alone in her private office, staring dumbfounded at the rent check that laid before her. Every last thing about this situation was… completely normal save one small detail, but it was the fact that it was all so normal is also what made it so bizarre, and the one obvious incorrect detail was the icing on the cake. Ashley never liked mathematics, or statistics, or keeping extensive records, or wearing expensive and fine suits, or telling others to do as she asks or else, or having to meticulously read each and every document and have to comb them for legal loopholes, clauses stating that her soul was no longer her own, and spelling mistakes. So here she was now: running real estate for a living. She never intended for that to happen. But unfortunately, her foster father had started out as an airplane engineer at that big commercial jumbo jet company when