"I was alone in the dark when I met ya, you took my hand and you told me you loved me, I was alone there was no love in my life, I was afraid of life and you came in time, you took my hand and we kissed in the moonlight... I like the way how you're-" "Michael!" I jumped and fell out of my chair at the sound of the voice. "Seems like somebody's jumpy today." I rubbed my temples, irritated and asked, "What the duck Hannah?! Don't scare me like that! You know how long it took me to make this ducking song?!" She laughed. "Don't you mean fuck?" "I don't curse." I got up and turned off the music. "You'd better be lucky I'm kind enough to let you barge in like this."
"Oh what's up your ass, King of Pop?" "Nothing is up my butt, I'm perfectly fine." She laughed. "That's your issue. You don't need anything up your ass, but you need to have something up somebody's ass by the next week!" I flushed with fury, and stomped up to her. She became very serious, and this was my chance to take control. "I told your butt to stay out of my office when I'm working on a ducking song. You know how I feel when I get disturbed! I've been working on this for-ducking-ever and put through hell making this blitch. So please, get the hell out of my office." She laughed like I was making a funny joke or some hit with a 's' in the front. "Michael I'm sorry-" "That's Mr. Jackson to you." "Sorry Mr. Jackson," She started, "I'm very sorry Mr. Jackson. But you...you just...you don't curse and...what you just said was very cute and crazy!" I laughed and then bit my lip to avoid any more laughing. "Feeling horny, Mr. Jackson...?" I slapped her hand away from my stomach which she extended towards me.
"Get the fuck out of my office."
"E-excuse me?"
"Did I fucking studder?," I asked. "Get out of my office before I change my mind and fire your ass!" As soon as those words left my mouth, she ran faster than I could say, "duck butter".
I leaned against the wall, praying to god if he forgives me. Today just wasn't my day, now was it?
