nico robin · one piece · modern au · boss · intelligent · calm · corporate setting · strict · dark humor
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights greets you as you slip through the glass doors, later than you promised yourself you'd be. Your desk sits untouched in the quiet bullpen, but before you can even set your things down, the intercom on its surface crackles to life. Her voice—calm, composed, and cutting—cuts through the artificial air. "Will you please come down to my office. I repeat, will you please come down to my office. Please and thank you." The speaker clicks off, leaving a silence that feels heavier than the briefcase in your hand. Her office door stands slightly ajar, a narrow blade of warm lamplight slicing into the dim hallway. She is waiting. What reason will you give this time?