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@workinginfluidity
Shhit-
[laughter] Easy, darling, I’ve got you.
[keys jingling, quiet yipping]
... Is that a dog?
A puppy, actually. Don’t mind her. Here, let me-
Ah, inside. Inside.
Come on, Daniel. She won’t bite.
.. I didn’t know you had a puppy.
I’m just fostering. Dogs are in an out of the city, with the whole, breeding programs they’ve got. Not enough people to look after them, sometimes. This one’s a beagle. They’ve got me keeping an eye on her for a month or so, until her slot opens up for puppy school. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?
... She’s cute.
Mhm. Careful, sitting down. No, no, feel free to, just know she’ll try to climb up and lick your face. Just give her a push. Or tuck her under your arm. She’ll settle eventually.
... Could I get some water?
Of course.
.. I’ve got a guest room. All, set up for people, and everything.
Okay.
.. I’ll be right back with that water.
My god, you’re an animal. [loud laughter] What have you done with Daniel?
//muttered// Fuck off.
It’s just- I’ve only had a few.
Daniel, darling, I’ve managed to steal you away from work, and put drinks in you, and keep you out late. And I just got a genuine smile.
... I’m taking the night off.
Clearly. [quiet chuckling] ... I almost think I should just cut you off and take you home.
.. That would be.. unprofessional.
[snorts] Really? [faint hum] Alright, then. Stay here, darling. I’ll pay the tab, and then you’ll come home with me, yeah?
Taking advantage of me?
I wouldn’t dream of it.
...
William?
... Hm?
Thank you.
Jones? What are you doing here?
A couple of the birds in the cafeteria I know you work with now were gossiping, and I overheard a few snippets about you. The most important of which being that you apparently never seem to eat. They were theorizing you’re actually an android.
... So?
So, I brought you some lunch. Nothing fancy, I picked it up from the cafeteria, but I figured you ought to eat something. Need more energy than just spite to keep you going through the day.
... Thanks.
Mmhm... You know, the office is quiet without you, now.
I sincerely doubt that.
No, it’s true. Less keyboard clicking overall, for starters. And no more you bickering with everyone over reports and work ethics... I don’t mind having all these new people around, what with a fair number of them sounding like home, but I do wish you hadn’t been transferred when the new teams were formed.
Hey! Dani-
Jones.
... There’s no one here.
For the moment, but not everyone has clocked out. Namely, we haven’t clocked out. You know how I feel about-
Oh, hush, you. When were you going to tell me?
Tell you what? That fact that I appreciate some professionalism has never been a se-
Not that. When were you going to tell me you’re up for a promotion?
... Oh. That... I’m being considered. So are at least twenty other guys. The Company likes to take its time thinning out the herd when it comes to promotions, so I wasn’t even going to mention it unless I got in the top ten candidates... How’d you find out?
Are you kidding? Everyone up for consideration has been talking about it. There’s even a betting pool kicking up.
[groans] Great.
... I put my money on you, you know. A number of people have.
... I bet a lot of people put money on Cooper, too. I have no doubt this whole thing is going to end up with the last few candidates neck-and-neck for the position. [sighs] Look, can we talk about this later? I’m almost done with this, and I’d appreciate not losing my train of thought with where I am.
Sure.
You know, if you keep making a habit of staying so late to work over time, I may have to report you for making the rest of us look bad.
I wouldn’t be making the rest of you look bad if you put in the same amount of effort.
Well, you see, I would, but I’d probably drop dead of over exertion if I pulled the same hours you did for even a few days.
Probably.
... Look, Daniel- ...
...
... Just.. take care of yourself, okay? No, hey, don’t give me that look, I’m serious. You’ve been pushing yourself since the day I met you, probably even before that-
Jones-
And I just want to make sure you take a break at some point. Can’t go losing the best drac on the force, now can we?
... ... Fine. Give me a minute, and I’ll clock out with you.
Really?
Yes.
Excellent! You can come with me for drinks.
Don’t push it.
I will literally pay you to not-
Brought you coffee, since you seem so adamant on staying late. Also, I tried my hand at some of the joint reports. I know you’re anal about them being done correctly, but it’s better to have something to work off of, right?
I- ... You’re only ever this nice when you want something or you’re worried about me..
Maybe I’m worried about how tired you’ve been, and want you to get a decent night’s sleep for once. If you drop dead of exhaustion, who will I bother?
Gee, thanks.
I’m on my way out the door, by the way, so don’t forget to shut the lights off behind you when you leave.
Yeah, yeah. Night, Jones.
Good night.
Oh, look, you’re-
Don’t say it. I might actually kill you. ... What’s with the pens?
What do you mean, what’s with the pens? Do you really think I don’t listen when you complain?
... Yes... Were you... worried about me or something?
They said you were on leave because of a field-related accident. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what that means.
I was out for two weeks. We’ve seen people come back after two months.
But it was you. I thought you were too good to get shot.
... It was a graze. The worst was getting the shrapnel out of my hand, and waiting for that to heal up.
What happened?
... Get back to work, Jones.
... I'm going to kill you. Give me my pens back, Jones. ...... Yeah, ha ha, hilarious. I'm starting to think you agreed to work the holiday just to spite me.
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