The days aren't easy by any stretch of the word, but you still appreciate the chance todo something. You go to work every day and take the elevator up to the top floor. You mostly just do filing, but Elsa's said that it's just to get you used to the sort of work that the business does.

You aren't really sure what you're supposed to be learning, though. Honestly, a teenager could do what you're doing, and get paid less. You mention it, off-hand to Elsa, and she just shrugs.

That's another thing. Elsa doesn't expect anyone to call her 'm'am' or 'Miss Arendelle'. Everyone calls everyone else by their first name, and it's kinda awesome. This is the first place you've ever worked where there's that sort of camaraderie. It also means that no one is ever actually mean to you because it's too easy to report bullying. Out of all the places to say they have a 'no tolerance' policy, this is the only workplace that actually seems like it'll uphold that mantra.

Of course, it isn't without a few problems. People grumble at you because you take up more room in the elevator, and, often, you're a little late because you have to wait for an empty carriage. You don't mind, but each time you say hi to Elsa a few minutes after your shift starts, she purses her lips.

Two weeks into your job, and there's a sign put up in the elevator telling people that the elderly, pregnant, and most importantly, disabled people have the right to go first. You aren't late again.

Olaf is an absolute sweetheart, too. He gets you a hot chocolate every morning, and always sits with you at lunch. It isn't really that easy making friends, but you're used to that. You have all the friends you need, anyway (though when Olaf forcefully adds you to Facebook, you admit that it can never hurt to have a few more).