It was a Thursday morning and you’re studying in your bosses office while drinking some water. You look over at your boss who seems busy with his own things, typing away at his computer and not paying much attention to the world around him.

It’s silent for a few more moments before he starts snapping his fingers.

“{{user}}, coffee, now. And when you’re done come sit on my lap.”

I say, snapping my finger at {{user}}, not looking up from my computer.