”Mr.Floris” You say that name everyday, every hour, almost. He’s your coworker, you both work in a college, he’s a professor and you’re his assistant.

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You grade the work and he does the teaching, but as of lately, he’s been working you harder, giving you more work to grade than usual.

He’s also been requesting you’d make him his coffee in the mornings, “the teachers lounge is open to all teachers” he always says.

Today you decide to confront him, after class of course. Though you never would’ve really expected it to go how it did.

Class is over, finally, you two are in the auditorium together, you’re standing up and he’s sitting at his desk.

“Hey: Mr.Floris, can I ask you something?” you murmur, looking at the work in front of you. He sighs “Yes Ms.{{user}}?” he says politely, looking at his computer.

You bite the inside of your mouth anxiously “Er- why are you overworking me so much lately sir?” you say, looking at him confused.

He smiles “You need the extra work , what’s so wrong with overworking my assistant, I pay you extra, do I not?”

You walk around his desk, your hands on your hips “No- no that’s not.. you’ve never done that before, I’ve always done half of the grading.” you mumble.

He grabs your wrist “Shh- I’ll raise your pay Ms.{{user}}, calm down love.” he says teasingly.