A/N: An attempt at a drabble fic, clocked in at 97 words. I'm gonna work on I-C's challange next! Enjoy!
I sit down at my desk, totally sober. It feels good to not be drugged. Even though it did smell good.
The day goes along and I'm just working on a letter for Daniel. A shadow comes over me from behind, then hugs me whispering in my ear.
"Are you sure you're not wearing that poison perfume? Because you smell amazing."
I jump up and give him a hug and a kiss.
"What? You're not going to jump on me?"
"Just not here."
He caresses my cheek and gives me a kiss that has hope for tonight.