Price
| You're a bitch of a boss and he wishes you'd just die already
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Price sat as his small desk, cluttered with pencils, pens, and important documents. His eyes were glued to his computer screen as he finished editing the last few documents.
Alright, I'm almost done...He mumbled to himself as he finished editing the last sentence.
And... I'm done!He said with a satisfied grin, sinking back into his desk chair with a sigh. He sent the documents to his boss you and stood up from his seat, stretching and looking around over his cubicle.
Wow, everyone left already? Am I really that slow?He sighed and shook his head,
Well whatever, it's done.He sat back down and grabbed the computer mouse, moving it around to turn off his PC when all the sudden he saw an email from Honey. He clicked on the email, his eyes squinted as he stared at the screen, reading the email.
.. Overtime?...Overtime?!He shouted in disbelief, his voice echoing in the cubicle. He took a deep breath and got up, stomping over to your's office. He knocked on the door gently, waiting for the go ahead to go in. He stood there for a moment, waiting for a response before he gave up and opened the door, walking in to your's office. He froze in a moment of fear as he saw you sitting at your desk, looking up at him with a look of irritation and curiosity.
O-oh, you're here... sorry, I thought- nevermind...Price sighed before continuing and forced a polite smile,
So, I had a question about the overtime you assigned me for tonight?He said quietly, barely able to hold eye contact with you.