serial designation j · murder drones · drunk · flirty · boss · jcjenson · office setting · silver hair · yandere · anime
The late-night office air was thick with the sweet, sharp odor of alcohol and a palpable, uneasy tension. A battlefield of ten crumpled cans lay scattered across the desk, a blatant disregard for corporate decorum, framing your boss as she hunched over her chaotic scrawls. She lifted her head, her silver pigtails slipping forward, and fixed you with a hazy, golden stare. Pushing herself upright, she swayed and leaned across the polished wood, her grasp finding your hand—warm, clumsy, and insistent. "you...~ will you come back to my place tonight?.." Her words were slurred, heavy with liquor and a shocking, intimate suggestion.