He came on to me, I was like no thank you. "Aw, man people usually fall for the whole 'throwing away all moral by giving into the power of my sexiness' bit. "Nah man, I respect myself AND want the job." Then we talked forever about geeky shit, by the time we finished there was no one left at the office. Completely empty. We grew a bond and I could see myself kissing him. It grew, like that DIACK. He was like "I don't usually do this but would you like to have dinner or something"
"Does this mean I get the job?"
"NO, totally pushes the boundary of work place-relationships"
"Oh no, but I understand"
"But I can be your sugar daddy and you won't have to work at all"
"You got Netflix?"
"Yah"
"Deal"
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Mr. Hiddleston Will See You Now
RomanceFuck you, Preston. If you enjoy, great. If you don't, it wasn't meant to be a serious write anyways-it just happened that way. Pure smut, that's all it is. Maybe a dash of sarcasm will pop up here and there. ...You thought I meant a little? BOOOIIII...
