Office

By Half an Inch


"Hey, Ben," Alex muttered distractedly as he rummaged through one of the drawers in his office.

Ben Daniels watched from the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, an amused smirk on his face.

Alex looked up, annoyed. "What do you want, Ben? I'm busy,"

"Nothing. I'll be leaving." He replied, smirk growing into a smile. He didn't leave.

Alex wasn't complaining.

"What're you looking for anyways?" Ben asked after a beat of silence.

Alex didn't answer for a while. Then, finally, he sighed. "One of my mission files. Took me forever to write it with one hand." He glared at his right arm, as if it would magically heal his newly acquired bullet wound.

"You lost a mission file?!" Ben exclaimed. Alex gave a half shrug. "It's probably here somewhere."

After a while, Ben realized that there wasn't anything interesting here and left. He sighed. His shift ended in an hour and he had nothing to do.

Deciding that annoying superior recruits wasn't helping, he decided to head back to his office.


*shrugs unapologetically* I don't know, okay?