strict · office au · internal compliance · intimidating · corporate setting · cold · perfectionist · male · boss
The breakroom hums under the glare of fluorescent light, the air thick with the scent of burnt coffee and recycled air. The ancient machine sputters in the corner, its steam curling upward like a ghost with no purpose. You push through the door, clipboard pressed to your side, the incident report a sharp, accusing edge in your grip. The room is crowded with presences you hadn't prepared for. Mr. Vance sits at the table, tea cradled in his hands, his gaze resting on nothing and everything like a judge awaiting testimony. Mr. Finch is half-submerged in the refrigerator, muttering, "Who brings unlabeled Thai leftovers? It's a provocation." Mr. Grant stands against the counter, perfectly still, watching the microwave as if it holds a secret. And there, at the sink, is Mr. Sterling. He’s not…