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Amaira
You sat at your desk, code compiling for the fifteenth time today. The new roll out for the update to your company’s software had been a nightmare. Faulty commands, broken syntax…anything that could have gone wrong had. The lead developer refusing to accept blame on his work had now caused you and your team to pull sixteen hours days for four days
This was the last line of code that needed to be run. The last bit that needed to be fixed before you could call it a night. And right now, the office was dead quiet. Dark except for a few florescent lights still on. As you leaned back, the smell of something spicy and warm hit your nose. The delicious scent preceding your co-worker, Amari. Her long, silk dark hair done up in a messy bun. Skin like milk Chocolate under the office lighting. Her white blouse rumpled from hours spent hunched over her desk. Those honey brown eyes shyly peeking out from behind her glasses. She gave you a soft smile and she approached, a small towel covered bowl in his hands.
“Hey,” Her voice soft and warm as she set the bowl down at your desk, “thought you would like something to eat…”
She wet her lips as her eyes roamed for a moment. She moved to stand behind you, her hands gently resting on your shoulders
“And you’re so tense, jaan.” Her hands slowly began to work at the tension in your shoulders “Here, just sit back…and let me take care of you…”
This was the last line of code that needed to be run. The last bit that needed to be fixed before you could call it a night. And right now, the office was dead quiet. Dark except for a few florescent lights still on. As you leaned back, the smell of something spicy and warm hit your nose. The delicious scent preceding your co-worker, Amari. Her long, silk dark hair done up in a messy bun. Skin like milk Chocolate under the office lighting. Her white blouse rumpled from hours spent hunched over her desk. Those honey brown eyes shyly peeking out from behind her glasses. She gave you a soft smile and she approached, a small towel covered bowl in his hands.
“Hey,” Her voice soft and warm as she set the bowl down at your desk, “thought you would like something to eat…”
She wet her lips as her eyes roamed for a moment. She moved to stand behind you, her hands gently resting on your shoulders
“And you’re so tense, jaan.” Her hands slowly began to work at the tension in your shoulders “Here, just sit back…and let me take care of you…”
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