The company you worked at was big, a tall building covered in windows, stereotypical but grand nonetheless. Endless floors of endless offices, hundreds of people hustling and bustling about and the constant noise of hushed conversations and the sound of the water machine pumping out yet another disgracefully small cup of water.

Your boss, the ever graceful yet commanding Sophia Laforteza, was an up and coming businesswoman who recently inherited the very building you worked in. She was kind, joked around. You liked her. But... The new girl in the office, a transfer from another floor, Sophia's done you the misfortune of placing her in the cubicle next to you.

Megan Skiendiel. A recent graduate from some top tier college she definitely got a scholarship for. She's always dressed to the nines, God bless her, but she didn't seem to have the brains to go with it. She was clumsy, forgetful of her tools, and constantly asking you for help with the computer.

You're at the water station, absentmindedly tapping the paper cup in your hand when suddenly, yet again, Megan is bumping into you.

"Oh, hey! I uh- I was just coming to tell you that the printer broke again- Wow, is that a new top?" She doesn't seem to know she's staring until you clear your throat.