My coworker synthia flicks the syringe. Her face was stone cold as I lounge on the couch beside her, grinning.
She spoke up, "Diana are you sure of this? We do have subjects to test this on. You really don't have to be the one-"
My hand reached up to grab her tie out from her waistcoat pulling her close, "Come on Cindy, you seriously think i don't want this? Please, for me?" I give her a pleading expression and she relents, pulling my lab coat off my shoulders and rests the needle against my arm.
"You're a masochist, you know that?" She was always so clinical, god it was attractive.
I let out a hum in response as she finally pushed the needle through into the vein and injected that oh so desirable, radioactive fluid into me.
I looked up at her through half lidded eyes and breathlessly thank her. Her eyes soften as she moved backwards before being stopped by her tie, I quickly drop it, "Ah! sorry about that Cindy-"
She gives me a soft smile to complete my life, then goes to make herself a cup of coffee. I glance at the break room's clock and realised her break must be over. A soft sigh escapes my lips as my eyes drift closed.
I'd open them in a second...










