Not the right tactic, then. Brow furrowing, he brushes off the rejection and surges forward, intent on getting Seola to divert attention away from her work and toward self-care, if only for a few stolen moments. Zeke moves to sit on the edge of her desk, giving her personal space. If she doesn’t want him to touch her, he’ll have to otherwise convince her. “You can’t keep going like you are now forever. You aren’t a robot,” he advises, clucking his tongue on the top of his mouth, bright grin still on full display, showcasing pearly whites. “The paperwork isn’t going to go anywhere if you take off just one afternoon. Just one.” He holds up a singular finger to her, trying to negotiate with her. “I promise to show you a good time. If not, you can punish me however you see fit.”
Unfortunately it’ll take more than a few sweet nothings to distract Seola from her work, though he seems to know that as he’s prone to keep on trying. Sigh passes painted lips when he moves to sit on her desk, pausing for just a moment before turning towards her computer screen. “Maybe I am, I’m quite okay with working as much as I need to.” The female dismisses his comment as quickly as it leaves his own lips, eyes shutting tight as a sign that she may just explode if he goes on like this any longer. “Alright! Alright, just if it will shut you up.” The female gives in, she was due a break anyway, when was the last time she’d eaten? “Punish you?” She has to scoff, he truly has no idea. “It’s a deal. Where are you taking me?” Seola stands to her feet then, heels clicking against the floor as she retrieves her coat from it’s stand.
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