When she saw the look on his face she knew the answer before he even tried to lie. She dropped her sandwich down onto the desk and held her head in her hands and gave an exasperated sigh, âWhy are you like this?â
He shrugged a single shoulder as he unwrapped his sandwich.
âI donât know. Letâs go with... capitalism.â
All Thea did in response was roll her eyes as she yanked the bag from him before he could even set it down and began eating her sandwich. She looked at his other attempt at a peace offering, âYour flowers still have roots in them dumbass. Whatâd you do rob a flower bed?â she asked, joking at first before she stopped eating her sandwich and looked at him wide-eyed, âDid you fucking take these from someoneâs yard?â
He hadnât thought it was a big deal that he had just grabbed the flowers when he was in the process of digging through someoneâs yard, but by the tone of Theaâs voice, he suspected it was...
After spinning for quite some time, Thea quickly halted herself when she heard the door unlock and tried to keep her glare steady as her dizziness wore off. She saw both the bag and the flowers and was unimpressed, her glare now staring him down to his face, âWas locking me in here really necessary?â
Pierce walked over to the desk and set down her âgiftsâ, arching a brow at her stupid question in the process.
âWell, letâs see... Did you manage to burn the building down while I was gone?â
In answer to his own rhetorical question, he looked around the room, back to her, and then shrugged. âIt definitely was.â
Thea slid down until her knees hit the floor, her forehead still pressed up against the door as she heard her boyfriend leave, âGod I fucking hate you,â she muttered under her breath as she got up to sit at the desk in the office and attempt to entertain herself for the next half hour, which meant spinning endlessly in the desk chair for a majority of the time.
When Pierce was finally on his way back, the thought did occur to him that it was likely Thea was still going to be pissed at him arrived. So, he added a few sweets from the bakery to his lunch order and pulled some flowers out of someoneâs yard in a lazy attempt at sucking up.
Unlocking the office he had left her in, Pierce put on a very clearly forced smile as the door gradually creaked open to reveal him with a paper bag in one outstretched hand and some freshly picked flowers in the other.
Theaâs sighs finally went from exasperated to defeated. She gave up on trying to get him to let her out. A half hour wasnât that long anyway. ââŚ. Yes please,â she squeaked out in response to his offer.
âBLT coming right up. Kk. TTYL. Kisses,â he mocked, grinning ear to ear as he went off to find them some lunch.
She finally pressed her forehead against the door and sighed heavily, giving up on being loud to try and get him to release her. âI swear to god Pierce if you leave me here for half an hour and come back with a goddamn turkey melt Iâm gonna shove it up your ass,â she said at a volume almost low enough to not be heard through the door.
Pierce was trying so hard to not start laughing when he heard how close and low her voice had suddenly got.Â
Leaning down to what he sensed was her height and getting as close to the crack in the door as possible, he softly replied:
âI want you to let me OUT!â she shouted with one more bang of her fist against the door, âOr youâre not getting anything for your birthday!â
He glanced around the room casually, as though nothing unusual were occurring at all. âHow about a turkey melt?â
Theaâs brow furrowed in annoyance, why did she have to be so in love with this jackass? She reeled her leg back and gave one swift kick to the door, which probably did more harm to her foot than it helped get her out. âLET ME OUT ASSHOLE!â
âYeah, no, I donât think Iâm gonna do that,â he replied as he looked toward the ceiling and thought about what he might get for lunch. âIâm thinking of getting a sub. Do you want anything?â
Thea jumped down from the desk, assuming they were walking out together but when he shut the door behind himself she froze, confused for a split second. When she heard the door lock she jumped at the knob and furiously tried to get it to twist but it refused to budge. âPiiiiiieeeeeeerrrrce!â Thea whined through the door, still trying at the doorknob. âPierce let me ooooouuuuuuut!â She continued to whine, almost going limp against the door, as if her body weight would magically get it to open. She gave an annoyed sigh as she gave up trying to open it, âYouâre a prick,â she groaned in a normal voice.
âYeah,â he hummed in agreement as he leaned against the wall beside the door and looked at his watch.Â
âSo it looks like Iâm on time to take lunch, so... Iâll see you in half an hour?â
She rolled her eyes, âOh come on, you know everyone peaks at 25. Itâs all downhill from here, honey.â She said condescendingly while patting his cheek. âImmaturity is a byproduct of the trauma I suffered from late childhood to early adolescence, itâs not something I can control,â she shrugged almost too casually, âand it also doesnât change the fact that youâre old.â
âExcuses, excuses... All right.â If she wanted him to be old, heâd be old, then. He backed away from the desk and opened the office door again, taking the key that was usually hung up on the inside wall and fitting it in the knob. âSounds like you need a timeout, then. Enjoy.â
Thea was quickly silenced at that moment until he finally set her down on the desk. Before he could ask his question she sighed, âYouâre an ass.â She raised an eyebrow at him, âThis is the shit you get every day. You donât even like your birthday so Iâm not going to treat you any differently just because youâre old now.â
He placed his hands on surface of the desk beside both of her legs to make sure she wouldnât get up and cause more havoc easily. Scoffing at her insult, he replied, âIâm not that old, asshole. Just because youâre internally an immature preteen doesnât change anything.â
âYou just wait until my father hears-â she began before being rudely interrupted by having the wind knocked out of her from being picked up so quickly. They were no doubt making a scene in front of all of their coworkers now, so there wasnât a whole lot Thea could do to make it worse, so she just started screaming, âTHIS IS COMPLETELY INAPPROPRIATE! I AM YOUR SUPERIOR! I COULD GET YOU FIRED FOR THIS!â
âOh, calm down, Malfoy. No need to get your panties in a bunch,â he told her, as if this scenario were completely reasonable. To add to the flames, he made sure to give her a good slap on the ass in front of everyone before he brought her into the office, shut the door with his foot, and set her down on the desk. âIs this really the shit I get on my birthday?â
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Quinn looked to the floor her eyes instantly seeing the wires the man was talking about. She stepped back, a shy smile forming on her face. âSorry, I should have been paying more attentionâ she apologised, hoping she hadnât caused him any extra work or got in his way anyhow. It wasnât until that moment that she realised how distracted she really had been lately. She had to get herself focused again before those around her started asking too many questions.Â
âIâm Quinn, also known as the girl who canât see dug up wiresâ she introduced herself, hoping to make light of her awkward situation.Â
Pierce was never known to be the most sensitive person out there, so when she said apologetically that she should have been paying more attention, he just shrugged in agreement.Â
Since she was no longer in danger of hurting herself or his progress, Pierce knelt down and began carefully cutting the damaged pieces.
When he heard her introduce herself, he looked up with a slight furrow in his brow, since he hadnât really asked for her name... âOokay... Iâm Pierce, I guess,â he replied, immediately looking back down at his work.
Adalinde rose a brow at him curiously. So loyal⌠at least in appearance. She wondered idly how susceptible he would be to a mersâ song. Luring him in, closer and closer because a pretty face and a pretty voice. Ade didnât really get the allure of it, but knew full well she was immune due to her true race. And she was biased, she didnât think any mer was all that alluring.
âLeast youâd have fun before you died⌠probably a lot more fun than she soundsâŚâ She responded. âIâm kidding, I suppose. But I do think your girlfriend needs to lighten up. Youâre a grown man, you have willpower⌠Unless sheâs just an excuse because you donât?â She teased. Holding her hand out to him. âIâm Adalinde⌠assuming youâre allowed to shake my hand?â It was half playful, half her annoyance for anyone being controlled by another âhumanâ being ( a term she used loosely). Like her entire society did to her.
Pierce was... pretty offended by the girlâs remark. Of course he wanted to believe that he still had willpower, but... Then again, she wasnât completely wrong, so he could find some humor in the situation. Regardless, he knew there was really no option here. He and Thea had both been trained by the strict rules of an Alician relationship.Â
He did, however, reach out a hand to shake hers, choosing simultaneously not to answer her question, since both choices were equally emasculating on their own. âIâm Pierce.â
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