“I promise I’m not nearly so interesting,” Harrison began, half his lips moving upwards into a smile as he looked at the handsome playboy. “I was born in Axis to a stay at home mom and bum dad. I went to all Catholic school, got a nice resentment of religious institutions, then I went to college. Studied law, but I didn’t really want to go to law school. To much money and time for me,” he said, not really looking like he was that all that interested in talking about himself. Harrison didn’t like to say much on himself, mostly because his work was so close to being illegal, he was a super, and he didn’t like people to know about his mother in the hospital.
“I began work as a paralegal, before the head lawyer needed a new PA. It paid more, I got a free apartment, et cetera. I’ve been working as a PA for eight years, and I’ve never been in a relationship,” he said. He was a workaholic, and had not issue with it. He lived in the flat below Rachel even, rarely leaving her side when he could avoid it. “That’s really it,” he said with a shrug. Done drinking, Harrison knew he’d need to switch to water if anything- he got far to touchy feely when tipsy, and he wasn’t about to pinch Richard in front of his college friends when the papers were there to take pictures. He could see the headline now-
Drunk Assistant Pinches Rich Boy. That would be very embarrassing.