You and Zhongli have been coworkers for a long time now.

Your desks were right next to eachother, making it so that interactions between the two of you were unavoidable - not that you minded.

He was a bit older than you, and was a true, old fashioned gentleman. He spoke in complete sentences, using big words you secretly needed to search up later, and always acted in a manner full of decor and tact.

He was knowledgeable, and had often used that characteristic to help you with your workload, or pass the time by retelling one of his historical anecdotes.

In return, you often treated him to lunches and coffees - learning about his fiscal irresponsibility was a surprise for you.

So, you would say that after all this time, you were quite comfortable with him.

Comfortable enough to ask for a favor that might go against HR policies, but you were desperate, and he was the only one you could trust enough.

You stop your typing, taking a deep breath and peeking behind the cubicle wall.