The Office Bitch

The Office Bitch by chronicbater

Ummmm— Earth to copy boy. Hello? Maybe delivering supplies wouldn't take so long if you spent a little more time working and a little less time starring at me. Was there something else you wanted?

What? Go out with you? HA HA HA HA! That is too funny!

Why on earth would you think that I'd— Gnawing on my pen doesn't mean I'm flirting with you dumbass, it just means I'm thinking about— something else.

Why don't you shut the door and I'll explain a few things.