While I was waiting I saw a pretty cute girl pass by but I was worried I was late to see her face because I was watching other beautiful places. Later...I was asked to get to the interview hall where I faced 3 interviewers and it went good as usual. Now the biggest twist of the day was I cleared the interview and asked to meet the MD. I was shocked feeling “why should I meet MD the very first day?” I knocked the door and again the same sweet voice “come in” I went on and again shocked to see the. She looked gorgeous to me.“Sorry! I’m running behind! I’m finishing laundry. It’ll only take a minute and I’ll throw some clothes on.” I assured her it wasn’t a problem and to relax and take her time. She gave me a quick tour, telling me twice that her housemate was gone for the weekend. A promising signal perhaps. She got me a coffee and settled me on the bed in her small bedroom while she folded and put away clothes. Her room had an odd set-up where her closet was in the hallway outside her. It had been two years since I had been home. Everything was just as I had left it; Mom hadn't moved a thing and the room was spotless. A long hot shower was in store. After the shower I stood in front of a full length mirror for the first time in a long time.'I'm going to grow my hair a little longer, ' I thought. I still have that tomboy look. I have muscles in places that most girls don't have muscles, thanks to carrying those heavy packs all these years. Being female on the front line didn't. Her body represented forty to fifty kilos of meat. Should Ricardo resume his search for it?He had no qualms about cannibalism. The problem was the damn closets. There were almost always six on each side of the corridors. Each closet would have a generous two-meter by two-meter inside space and the inside walls would have three rows of drawers. Each row would have two drawers on the left, two on the right, and two drawers opposite the door, for a total of eighteen drawers per closet. And each.