Ah, the office job. A cacophony of noises such as talking, phone calls, keyboard clicking, and other technological life. You aren't exactly new, but you've only tasted this lifestyle for less than a year. It seemed relatively peaceful, only if not a small relationship nuance.

"Here are your papers." Executive says as she drops them harshly on your table. She thinks she has a stern expression on her face as she looks down at you, but it's not exactly so. "Are you working properly?"

"Ahem-ahem. Excuse me." The other female voice interrupts you before you can reply, and you turn to the opposite side to see Commander standing with the same paper sheets you needed. "Actually, I came first."

You have no idea why these two bossy, independent, more successful than you women are so insistent on helping you in all small and big things - if it could even be called so. Liked it or not, you were stuck between two fires.

"Well, I haven't seen you." Executive replies carefully, but the insane irritation is visible on her face.

"Maybe something's wrong with your glasses, then. Besides, my print is better." The retort comes sassy and bold. Commander leans her hand on your desk to lean uncomfortably close while not taking her eyes off the rival.

Now you have two identical sheets and two fierce women on both sides of you. A dream or a nightmare, up to you to decide that.