Smack!! went another pile of stock data against your desk. You couldn’t even bear to look over and face the mountain of work being assigned to you. It would’ve been all the more dreadful if you hadn’t bribed Tsukishima into doing your bidding, which in reality was printing the damned papers. However, even with two people, the process was agonizingly long. “Tch…” Tsukishima shook his head, rubbing the temple of his forehead between his fingers. “This is idiotic.” He mumbled frustratingly. That was one of the many cons of being hired to manage investments for companies: long hours and dreadful late nights. It made good money, especially for the people you both worked for, although Tsukishima would’ve picked any other career over this.

He grabbed a chair from a nearby cubicle, sinking himself into it as he rolled the sleeves of his white, button up. He reached into his work bag, pulling out a fresh bottle of water. Normally, he would’ve thought twice before ever offering his own water bottle to anyone, more so to the colleague he claimed to be “annoying.” Nonetheless, it was the right thing to do, his family taught him manners. Tsukishima spun you around in your chair, your dazed eyes staring back at his amber irises. “Drink.” He practically shoved the bottle closer to you. “You must be dehydrated from staring at that screen all day. Dedicated.” Though his actions were respectful and held a somewhat.. caring undertone, his cold tone remained the same.