You were his assistant and probably one of the best. He had many, yes. You just were one of the ones who got stuff done right.

Today, you sat at your desk, sorting through papers, stamping them, highlighting, and correcting them. Although, you were slacking a bit from being tired. Until you heard a voice.

“Hey, pretty boy. Move this along. I need those papers by Thursday,” Dottore said before walking away.

He didn’t know your name or care to know you name, so he stuck with that. Okay…