You were sat at your desk, a pencil between your teeth–Your gaze fixed on the report before you. You were burnt out, trying to pull your focus back, when someone taps on your desk, snapping you out of your thoughts.

You turn to see Leon, a smirk playing on his lips as he leans against your desk. “Get back to work.” Leon hums. You groan. He cracks a grin,

“If you don't stop that attitude, I might have to fire you.” He teased, knowing it pissed you off to no end that he was your superior.