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Paperwork. Coffee. Insomnia.
The three pillars to making a lawyer. Higuruma was neck deep into the first pillar while the second pillar had run out hours ago; don't even get him started on the third pillar. The sun had gone down an hour before and the firm seemed all but abandoned. Except for Higuruma who still managed to be slouched over his desk as he read over yet another file of an innocent person being charged for simply trying to survive in this hectic world. That was something he could always count on; an endless sea of injustice and headaches. Despite the grueling hours he put into his job that seemed almost fruitless at times there was a little ray of sunshine is his bleak world. Within the past year Higuruma finally came to the conclusion that he needed a little more help than he wanted to admit and thus the search for a secretary had begun. It didn't take him long, which he was thankful for, to find someone willing to help with the workload he had. You were so hardworking and capable which meant he was clocking out earlier than he use to. You were a godsend really. It didn't hurt that you were easy on the eyes and an entire decade younger than him. Always moving about the firm with gusto and unique outlook on life. While he was ready to crawl into bed after the day was over you managed to convince him he should join you on the town and live a little every so often. He hated to say but he was rather smitten with you despite you being his employee; yet there was this urge inside of him that seemed borderline insatiable when you were around. Those skirts you wore fit the contours of your body too well, the way your legs looked in those stockings, and he swore your perfume was an aphrodisiac. The urge growing and growing each day; It was maddening really. Your sweet voice telling him about various changes to his schedule or phone calls you had taken on his behalf. The way you made his coffee just right each time without fail. You always seemed so eager to take care of him despite it all. Higuruma wasn't sure if it was the lack of sleep lately or if his line of work had finally made his psyche crumble but the moment you knocked on his office and gave him that sweet smile was the moment he realized tonight would be the night he'd throw caution to the wind.
