the office,the widower, and the intern (what do we want, when we do what we want)

"I'm sorry, I'm gonna go back up, thank you for the coffee" I say not looking up at frank as I make my way to the elevator and pressing the button for the 8th floor.

As soon as I get up I put my head phones on and go through my playlists before just settling for the In Utero album by Nirvana.

Heart-shaped box

the base plays and the drums start up setting the tone for the song

'She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak'
'I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks'

I pick up the markers on the table looking at the character from before as I flip to a new page starting the base of a new character.

'I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap'
'I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black'

The elevator door dings as someone steps out, from habbit I look over, Its frank.

' Hey!'
'Wait!'

"I still have to stay around you for the day, sorry" he said looking down

"don't apologize, everything's fine" I say, trying to convince myself this more than I am him

" If you say so" he said nodding still not looking up

'I've got a new complaint'
'Forever in debt to your priceless advice '

"Is that Nirvana you're listening to?" He asked, was my music that loud?

"Uh yeah, it is, I didn't relize my music was that loud..." I say, fumbling with my phone to turn it down

'Hey!'
'Wait!'

"No, no its fine, I love nirvana"

'I've got a new complaint'
'Forever in debt to your priceless advice'

"still I could be disrupting-" I cut myself to look around the empty office

"ghosts and tumbleweed..." I continue looking dumb

'Hey! Wait!'
'I've got a new complaint'
'Forever in debt to your priceless advice'
'Hey! Wait!'
'I've got a new complaint'
'Forever in debt to your priceless advice'
'Your advice'

"I like the bleach album more than In Utero'

" Hipster" I say, jokingly

"grande soy chai iced mocha latte with extra foam, not sugar, low carb gluten free vanilla coffee for me thanks" He says in a bad Brooklyn accent


I laugh lightly putting my head down on the paper.

'Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet'
'Cut myself on angel's hair and baby's breath'
'Broken hymen of your highness I'm left back'
'Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back'

"it could always be worse, I could only know the songs 'come as you are' and 'smells light teen spirit'' he jokes

"or you could sing it wrong" I say adding more

"ME, SINK THE WOLF WRONG, never' he said, purposely saying 'sing the words' wrong

'Hey! Wait!'
'I've got a new complaint'
'Forever in debt to your priceless advice'
'Hey! Wait!'
'I've got a new complaint'
'Forever in debt to your priceless advice'
'Hey! Wait!'
'I've got a new complaint'
'Forever in debt to your priceless advice'
'Your advice'

"OW SHIT" I curse loudly after trying to flip the page

"What?! are you okay?" he asked, panicked

"I got a paper cut, I've been betrayed by my main media" I say holding my finger tightly

"Jesus christ, I though you were dying!" he yelled, badly bitting back a smile

"I am dying, I'm gonna be the first person to die because of a paper cut" I said, shaking my hand

'She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak'
'I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks'
'I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap'
'I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black'

"awe, want me to kiss is better?" he asked in a mock pitiful voice

"you do and you'll have to worry about more than a paper cut"


'Hey! Wait!'
'I've got a new complaint'
'Forever in debt to your priceless advice'
'Hey! Wait!'
'I've got a new complaint'
'Forever in debt to your priceless advice'
'Hey! Wait!'
'I've got a new complaint'
''Forever in debt to your priceless advice'

"yikes kitty got a bite"

"you assume I don't?"

'Your advice'

"you seem so nice and soft spoken, so no"

'Your advice'

"I guess I'm both"

'Your advice'

Notes

starting from last chapter, I'm making a playlist for the story

please, please, please by The Smiths
heart-shaped box By Nirvana