Chapter 92

• "Ready for your first day, Jason?" Tori asked as she strode into my bedroom. I was in the middle of figuring out how to operate my tie; I'd worn one for graduation and I seemed to remember having the same issues I was now, hence why I never wore one for work.
• "Yeah...nearly," I replied.
• My little sister—obviously seeing signs of my futility—stepped between me and the standing mirror in the corner of my room. Tori batted my hands away from my collar and set about undoing my tie from the complicated noose I'd turned it into.