Oz
He/Him
34
July 11
Hau'oli City
Heterosexual
CEO of Adebayo Holdings
Wealth doesn't corrupt character - it makes it visible.
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Ozni Adebayo
Multi-Level Marketing
POSTED ON Jan 21, 2023 12:48:14 GMT
Aki Kumori Cathrine Fisher
The laughter just made the flushing worse. Oz is glad his skin had too much pigment to get to the far end of the color spectrum. Instead of turning away, he just made his rin grow wider. Showing off his expensive dental work was his go-to out for an awkward situation. Look at his dimples! How could you be mad at those!?
Ah, there he went again! Throwing out all that cutting-edge business lingo and forgetting that not everyone was as hip as he was. “It means something really rare—like a three-segment Dudunsparce. #PINKSOCIETY.” Even his money had made it hard to find one of those. The idea that being compared to a fat snake was offensive didn’t even cross his mind.
Then, he saw the Furret. “Hey there, my sister!” Oz grinned at the pink weasel, offering a hand for a fist bump. Shaking hands wasn’t his thing. Way too many germs for his tastes. The CEO seemed surprisingly elated by the normal-type’s acceptance. Maybe it was because he and Pokemon rarely got along. Or because he really liked the big furry snake bois. “Our new mascot is pretty much a dead ringer for our new mascot! That’s a helluva omen.”
Then, the other woman (the scary one) spoke. Her question was regarded with an illegible expression for a moment. Though you could see the gears turning behind Oz’s eyes. “Well, I got really tired of the photocopies HR kept floating my way. Most of them wouldn’t know fun if it pulled them into the Ultra Zone.” A lot of them dressed the same and, if his nose was anything to go by, they all shopped at the same Bath and Body Works. “So, I thought I’d try the old ooga-booga myself.” After all, if his dad’s hiring team could find people, so could he.
The talk of details made him nod. “Compensation-wise, the sky's the limit.” Oz let that sink in a moment. “But I’m not easy to work with..” He flipped through his phone, settling on some old text messages. “I’m ‘high maintenance,’ and ‘needy’ as the bird used to say.” This idea he scoffed at, just as a pocket full of business cards spilled out of his pants pocket. “But you get a great schedule.”
And, best of all, they got to experience his genius firsthand.
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