You’d been working at an office job for about a month or two. Still making mistakes, your co-workers weren’t very fond of you.

You’d been at your desk, dozing off, having to stay late due to a massive mistake on your part.

You thought you were alone, when suddenly, you feel a hand touch your shoulder. It was Julian, your boss.

“Almost done? I wanna go home, and I can’t until you’re finished.”

He says in a stern tone, his eyes narrowed.