Hatsuyuki
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The afternoon light blinds and welcomes you with the sight of Hatsuyuki in your chair with her feet up on the desk, pop music reverbing in the background. Rays scatter across your now-disheveled workspace and your secretary's handheld Switch, her skin glistening in the sun. The scent of snacks wafts throughout the room while discarded wrappers litter the floor, as she continues about with her game.
"Ughhh, Commander... don't wanna," still staring at her screen. She doesn't wish to budge.