whazzat? Consistent and timely updates? Never heard of 'em LOL.

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Logan hated numbers. Like, really hated numbers. His eye twitched as he glared at the spreadsheet laid out on his desk. Today had been an exercise in patience for him, as he had been going over accounts and transactions for the majority of it. He had gone over it backwards and forwards, up and down, side to side, in the computer and by hand. And all he had to show for it was a pounding headache because the numbers wouldn't. Fucking. Cooperate. With a groan, Logan slumped forward onto his desk with all the grace of a tranquilized llama.

"Koriiii!" He whined into the papers, voice muffled. "Heeelp!"

Seated across the room at her own desk, Kori continued to hum cheerily, looking at him briefly. "Yes?" She responded. "What is it you need help with?"

Without lifting his head up from the desk, Logan grabbed a random sheet, and waved it in the air glumly. "Maaath." He complained.

She giggled, and let out a sigh. "Bring it here then."

He was across the room in a heartbeat. "Thanks Kori. I've been staring at numbers all day, and I'm just about ready to pull the hair from my head." He told her with a tired chuckle.

The gorgeous redhead smiled and nodded good-naturedly. "Of course, of course. This type of work can take a surprising amount of energy."

Logan blew out a tired breath. "You're telling me."

Leaning on her desk with one hand, Logan quietly watched as she scanned over the paperwork he'd brought to her attention. He let his mind wander as his gaze began to drift, thinking about everything and nothing. About what he would make for dinner later on, about his apartment and what posters to put up in which rooms. He thought about his job, how happy he was with it, and about the people he worked with. About Kori, and about Dick, and how funny it was to watch them awkwardly talk.

Which led him to thoughts of skin the color of moonlight, and ethereal violet eyes. Of a voice that spoke his name in a husky, and yet strangely seductive monotone.

"Gar."

Yeah. He smiled. Just like that.

"Gar, stop smiling like an idiot. I require your assistance."

Logan was pulled out of his reverie, and he blinked his eyes, confused. "Huh?"

One of her eyebrows was slightly arched as she stood in front of him. Raven Roth. His boss.

"Oh, um, of course. Anything you need, Ms. Roth." Logan tried not to trip over his words as he straightened up from his relaxed position.

For a moment, she didn't do anything. Just watched him with those fathomless eyes. Then she held out a sheet of paper.

"I need you to run this down to R&D. Tell them we have to move up the deadline."

Taking the paper, Logan looked at it briefly, gave a curt nod, then turned on his heel to make his way towards the elevators. As he left the office, he smiled.

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"You've been doing that a lot recently." Kori noted as she resumed looking over Logan's work.

"Doing what, exactly?" Raven returned, still looking at the door.

"Ordering him around."

Raven turned towards her secretary, arching her eyebrow again. "And? I'm his employer, he's my employee."

"Maybe." Kori looked up from her desk and rested her chin in one of her hands. "But a simple call would've sufficed for that." She pointed towards the door with her pen.

"What are you trying to say…?" Raven narrowed her eyes slightly.

Kori leaned back in her chair, a little knowing smile adorning her face. "Just that it's a little odd for you. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you want to talk to him, but don't quite know what to say."

It was barely noticeable, but the left side of Raven's mouth came down ever so slightly in a frown. She narrowed her eyes even more as she glared daggers at her lifelong friend and adopted sister. "Well then. It's a good thing you know better."

"Hmm, quite."

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Guest person – hey! Thanks for reading and reviewing even though it's been months since I've updated.

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