closed starter for @crookedkingdcms
the only thing more aggravating than a monday morning conference call was a monday morning conference call where one of his employees had the gall to say ‘synergy’ with a straight face. blaise muted his microphone so he could exhale through his nose in peace, watching the virtual meeting fill with tiny squares of bland faces and belligerently beige home offices. he lifted his cup, sipping his tea and let his director’s ongoing monologue about 'global alignment' drift to a distant, irrelevant hum. his camera was off, already put in an appearance; he didn’t need to perform any longer. he could have used this time to review the amex statements running wild through his inbox. instead, he found himself arching a brow, his mouth almost curved into a smile at the thud and click of the home office door behind him. setting the mug down, savoring the last of the bitter heat stinging his tongue, the chair slid back half an inch from the desk’s edge. "if you’re going to interrupt my workday, darling, at least kneel for it."
