it was only for the best right?

pt 1

Wilbur stood tall in front of her president, her trench coat draped lazily over her fleece knit yellow sweater, the sun blazing down onto her from the window.
she stared into Quackity's eyes nervously, knowing fully well she wasn't wanted there.
"Sit."

"N-No, I'm just here to ask a question, and I only sit depending on the outcome."

Quackitys seemed quite taken aback, an eyebrow raised and he fingers sat questioningly against her chin.

"Well? I don't have all fucking day." she snapped, expecting some type of smart-ass quip back from Wilbur. As much as she wanted to egg it on, she didn't. She stood her ground and nodded
"right..I just, um.." she kept her hands behind her back, picking at the skin of her fingers.

"what do you want sex or something? fuck are you so timid for?"
That made her jump, quickly shaking her head no and standing up straight, fixing the slouched posture "no! no, I- I just-
"Good fucking god I don't have time for this Wilbur. either tell me what you want or i'll drag you out of this office myself and throw you out of the damn border." Quackity snapped,

"i want a hug." She answered and interrupted
Quackity had the breath practically knocked out of her from that, taking only a few moments to process before scoffing
"THAT'S what you wanted? you took time out of both of our fucking days, wasted MY time, to ask for a fucking HUG?" she leaned back in her chair annoyed, her arms crossed and tucked snug under her chest.
Wilbur cowered a bit, only half expecting that type of feedback.
"I-I just, you said you weren't going to be busy today, and usually after sex we don't do anything for after care, a-and it's usually just rough, violent, quick.. I-I just wanted something.. maybe gentler..? just wanted to hang out, cuddle, i don't know.." she shrugged and twisted the buttons of her coat.

Quackity let out a mocking laugh and stood "Jesus christ. You're- You- Fuck." she covered her face with her hands and her anger almost radiated from her like heat.
"You're bullshitting me right?" she looked at him with a faux smile, the smile traced with fury. She didn't want to answer, but she shook her head
"I-I'm being serious.."
Quackity laughed again and took a deep breath in, exhaling heavily.
"Quackity. I- I don't ask for much, maybe sex, but i usually have to whore myself out before you accept or even really consider it.." she hugged her arms around herself as Quackity got closer.
She almost clinched as she grabbed her collar and yanked her down to her level
"And what made you think you EVER meant more to me than a quick fuck and go?"
Her heart shattered at that, that saying was all too familiar to her. She was let go and shoved away, small tears pricking her eyes and one making it's way down her cheek "it's not my fault you got your feelings hurt because your dumb little lovey dovey emotions got in the way of your work."
she spat. 
"You are NOTHING to me other than my vice to get me off." she growled
Wilbur couldn't look her in the eye, he hair hung over her face and she nodded subtly
"r-right, apologies ma'am.." she started her way from the office and let her hand fly to her mouth, muffling a sob as she quickly left the room, keeping her gaze averted and running from the scene before she was berated anymore.

Quackity only flipped back into her chair, if was for both of their goods. they can't get attached, She knew what happened when two officials got tied up in their own emotions and affairs. She had been through it before, she did the right thing letting wilbur down like that. Right.?