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She had spent a significant amount of time looking for Mrs. Harris’ perfect gift. And at last, she 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 found it in a quaint little book shop. The gift was carefully wrapped and neatly placed under the workplace’s Christmas tree. “Merry Christmas, Irene.”

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Hangs up posters that say ‘𝘖𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘀𝘊 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺. 𝘕𝘊𝘞 𝘊𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘊𝘊𝘎 𝘖𝘕𝘓𝘠. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘷𝘊 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘊𝘥 𝘩𝘊𝘳𝘊 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘷𝘊𝘳 𝘵𝘞𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘎, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘊 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘞𝘊𝘭𝘀𝘰𝘮𝘊!’


“W-what?” The sheer shock of Irene’s words nearly caused her to drop the box of glitter without meaning to. She decides to carefully set it down, only managing to spill a 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘊 glitter over the brim of the box. “Go on.”

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A soft smile settled on her lips. She links her arms around Irene’s neck and let’s their foreheads rest together. “You’re awfully nice today, Irene Harris. Anything particular that got you in such a swell mood?” She shoots her boss a wink.

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“You’re just saying that.” Still, it was quite nice to hear such a compliment come from such an admirable woman. “It hurts less, though, when I’m with you like this. You make it bearable, I suppose. Isn’t that odd?”

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Gasp. “You 𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵.“ Disappointed with Irene’s answer, she pulls away and grasps the box of glitter, holding it above Irene’s head dangerously as it threatened to spill out. “I’ll do it. I’ll 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵.“

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“Very. Rose didn’t think I was a very caring person, I suppose. I doubt she’d think I’d be a very good assistant, though she might be right in that.” A soft, sad smile plays on her lips. “I 𝘥𝘪𝘥 care, though. I care so bloody much.”

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“It’s alright.” Her voice seems to shake with emotion, though she fought back tears like her life depended on it. “Sometimes I do think that, though. If I’d have spoiled her a bit more, she’d still be here today. She’d laugh at me though, for days, if she found out I had a job.”

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“You’re terrible.” She gazes at the liquor cabinet again, giggling softly at the thought. “I can always drench you in whiskey, can’t I?”

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“I understand that. I say, spoil him as much as you can.” There could be a moment where you wish you 𝘩𝘢𝘥 spoiled someone a bit more
 “You know
 You might not look it on the outside, but you can be terribly sweet, Irene.”

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“What will you do?” Her voice was low and breathy as dark eyes stared from underneath her lashes. She grinned so big it hurt. As Irene’s grip tightened, she pressed herself even more against Irene, ruining her outfit as much as she can.

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“Oh?” God— could Irene 𝘣𝘊 more adorable? “You spent time with him often, then? I bet you just spoil him rotten.” She presses a quick kiss against red lips, not being able to help herself when Irene was being so endearing.

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She swallowed visibly. “Do you?” Her gaze finds the liquor cabinet, her first instinct being to douse Irene with it at once. “It isn’t a conscious choice between the two.“ She grins, pressing her chest flush against Irene and utterly ruining her outfit with the excess glitter.

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“Nephew?” Her ears perked up. “Do tell me more, Irene.“ A content smile plays on her lip as she slowly started to learn more and more about her new boss. Though it was certainly hard, being so close to those red lips and 𝘯𝘰𝘵 capturing them, so Irene could 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬.

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