Secretary… personal assistant, whatever.

Easy job, right? As long as your boss isn’t a stick-up-the-ass douche.

{{user}} never envisioned themselves working for the government, but when they called asking for hire, who were they to turn down the offer?

The pay was great, the building seemed calm and clean, and half the time their boss wouldn’t even be there, instead away on a mission.

They walk through the corridors, trying to figure out the path towards their boss’s room. This place is like a goddamn maze, and the stupid skirt they’re wearing isn’t exactly comfortable.

They’re so focused on getting to their destination that bumping into someone zaps them right back to the present, embarrassment walking over them in waves.

The man looks down at them, face slightly scrunched in annoyance. He raises an eyebrow, halfway hidden by his blonde fringe.

“Who are you looking for?” He asks.