𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟 // 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘪. 𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴

He Wants Your Attention

Another day, another boat load of phone calls and paperwork.

Helping him with experiments was strictly forbidden, so (your name) has had little to no contact with Kai today- or any other day for that matter. Her day has just been filled with: signing papers, proofreading deals, answering important phone calls, and finalizing meeting dates. Her back and neck aches from sitting at the desk all day, her (dominant) hand is cramping from the endless writing, and she feels as if her brain will dissolve if she has to talk to one more Yakuza leader about a boring meeting.

The morning shifts to the afternoon, and before she knows it, the night has taken over at around 8:55-ish. (Your name) is still placed at the desk doing her usual job. Currently: she has the phone rested between her (non dominant) shoulder and her cheek as she conversed with a Yakuza leader, her (dominate) hand efficiently jotted down important dates and information while her tired (eye color) eyes were glued on the laptop- that Kai never uses- answering and composing various emails.

Needless to say, (your name) has been extremely busy all day.

"Mhm.... Yeah that could work.... Ooo um I don't know about that part. Kai isn't too keen on unsanitary environments heh."

At this point, (your name) just wants to go to bed. How they were able to talk about some extremely boring meeting for this long, she'll never know.

"Haha yes I know, but believe me, he's not gonna like it. Is there any other place we could hold this meeting?"

The (hair color) haired women is talking to one of the Yakuza leaders about a meeting he and Kai had set up. The leader is actually really nice–much to her surprise, but the tired woman has never been so ready to hang up a phone in her life. And to be honest, she's long forgotten what this meeting was even about, but she just knows that Kai's been so engrossed in his experiments on Eri that he hasn't been paying much attention to these meetings lately.

A few hours ago, she changed from her work attire to more comfortable clothes. The (favorite color) tank top comfortably hugged her frame, and the short, black compression shorts made it a little more comfortable. Unfortunately, it could only do so much, and now, the working woman just wants to lay her head on a pillow and pass out.

"So it'll be at (random address) on (random date) at (random time) . . .  Great! Thank you . . . You too . . . Bye!"

(Your name) sighed as she hung up the phone, and sunk back into the chair. She ran her hand through her hair in an attempt to relieve a little bit if tension that was held in her body.

The phone call was finished, but she still had plenty of emails to respond too and deals to read over. With a crack of her knuckles, she went to type on the laptop and began responding to the numerous emails.

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Kai let out an agitated sigh as he made his way back to his office. Eri had been extremely difficult today–though who can blame her, Rappa was doing his usual "FIGHT ME" shenanigans– causing Kai to get a headache, and he was behind with scheduling his meetings, which he had to get that taken care of before he could actually sleep.

A gloved hand slid down his face as he stopped in front of his office door. He was in no mood to be stuck at his desk droning on with other Yakuza leaders about things that probably could've been sent in an email. Nor did he want to read over various partnerships that other organizations wanted to make.