It was a late night at the office again, Riza Hawkeye and her boss filing some paperwork. It began as a mind numbing task, the pair sitting cross legged on the floor, only focusing on not slicing their fingers open with the case reports before her mind started wandering towards more emotional issues she had barely been able to suppress during the day.

"Mustang speaking. Caroline? Oh hello! It's been so long gorgeous, where have you been? Lior? Now, what's a pretty woman like you doing down there? You might burn your perfect skin!"

The rest of the conversation had followed as such, Riza gnashing her teeth all the while. It wasn't that she was jealous of the many women calling her boss, she thought angrily, shoving papers into the metal filing cabinets they belonged in. She just… wished. That was it, she wished. Wishing was safe, it didn't imply anything but a want. It didn't imply what she wanted, or how she wanted, or why she so desperately wanted her superior to push her onto his desk and begin ravaging her there, and then she would moa-

Riza shook her head angrily, slamming shut the door to the file cabinet. She growled her request to leave for the night and Roy had agreed, bewildered as she slammed the door behind her.

The doorbell woke Riza from a much needed sleep. She sat up, and went to answer the door, petting a barking Hayate and murmuring a raspy 'down, boy'. She opened the door and looked around; no one was there. Instead of a person, she found a wrapped box. Taking it inside and opening it revealed a card attached to a smaller, rectangular box. Her eyes skimmed over the card.

Riza,

I was out after work and thought of you when I saw these, I know how much you love chocolate. I hope you enjoy them.

Roy

She then smiled to herself, and knew her wish just might come true.