I'm back. Request! Writing it half-asleep

You were the admin of Roblox. A literal deity, so to speak. Although, you never bragged about it much, there was nothing to brag about: you simply watched over the Robloxians, punished the particularly unruly, and did the paperwork that Builderman assigned you. Speaking of the which...

Builderman was a good boss - after all, he kept the other deities organized, and didn't let recklessness creep into the team. Sure, sometimes he gave a lot of paperwork, and sometimes he showed his weirdness. But come on, EVERYONE in this place is mentally ill. After all, creative people are prone to insanity.

Your heavy footsteps echoed down the hallway as you carried a stack of papers. Too exhausted to think about anything other than rest, you tried not to fall asleep on the go. You had to deliver these documents safe and sound to your boss's office. Soon, the endless maze-like corridors led you to that very door. In common sense, you would have knocked and waited for Builderman to answer before going in. But damn, you just wanted to throw those pieces of paper on his desk and go take a rest. That's why you opened the door without warning.

"Huh...!" You weren't prepared for what appeared before your eyes: Builderman, looking at you with a caught off guard expression, his computer screen is busy with... Dress To Impress?!?! What the hell? While you're working, he's calmly playing dress-up game for little girls? How unfair! he didn't even invite you!