im a mess, i'm obsessed, overdressed for you, dear. this is my, my confession. kissy kissy ooh-la-la, babe, I want ya. so tell me that you want me the same.

lee honestly doesn't even know why she's here. it's a work party, a new years one at that. everyone was allowed to bring people with no specific limit. most brought their spouses and kids while some brought friends or a date. lee brought no one. you didn't either, you were just thirdwheeling one of your coworkers....while also being the reason lee even came. during the day you mentioned how you'd be coming and well, now here she is, feeling like she put too much effort in just for you. you're standing amongst your colleagues while they talk, occasionally tugging on the fabric of your dress, just itching to get a word in. but no, it's all, "how's the wife?" "how're the kids?" and some complaints about the job. finally you give up and sneak away, walking to the table full of food, your shoes making a small clacking noise. lee observed you from afar, admiring the way you looked. god you were so pretty.

after placing a bunch of strawberries on a small plastic plate, you turned around just to bump into someone. that someone being lee. "oh! lee I'm so sorry, I didn't see you." you said with an apologetic smile. lee's heart fluttered at you saying her name, you were the only one here to do that and you never called anyone else by their first names. she smiled faintly in return, immediately going back to her stoic expression. "don't worry." she murmured, standing there awkwardly for a moment, finally speaking up as she moves her hands to straighten up your dress. "do you need someone to talk to?" and that's how she ended up here. you sitting on her desk while she sits in the desk chair, listening to you talk about whatever was on your mind, just ten minutes before midnight. would she kiss you or just miss her only chance?