She doesn't hesitate to slide down into his lap, wedged slightly between him and the edge of the desk. It doesn't occur to her that it may be slightly counterproductive, but with his warmth at her back and his scent so close she's suddenly exhausted. Down to her bones and despite the beeping and the phones ringing and the talking all around her, she could probably honestly just sleep. Right here, in his lap, all night.
"I didn't think the nap was a good idea." I couldn't say no to everything. It's not your fault you work ridiculous hours is really what she means. Not that the first statement wasn't true. "When do you think you'll get off?"
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Date: 2013-02-04 03:02 am (UTC)"I didn't think the nap was a good idea." I couldn't say no to everything. It's not your fault you work ridiculous hours is really what she means. Not that the first statement wasn't true. "When do you think you'll get off?"