50 Snapshots

by Rhianwen

A collection of tinytiny short stories featuring Mirage and Syndrome. Some angst, some humour, some neither, some both. Stretching from premovie to postmovie. Starts with a death, ends with a birth, because they've never done anything the right way around

26. Lost

Lost

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Everyone gets lost around the complex in their first few weeks, and she was no exception .

The place is cavernous, and confusing as hell by design, and she knew from her first look around that it would take her ages to learn her way down a straight hallway without getting totally turned around.

That's okay, he laughed, it happens to everyone.

With certain differences.

The most important difference was, he didn't spend her first few weeks giving her confusing directions to the wrong places just for fun, and then yelling at her when she showed up late.

Another advantage, he shrugs uneasily when she asks with a teasing smile if he's this understanding with everyone, of sleeping with the boss.

Well, she says, smile widening to a grin when she sees his discomfort, I'll have to make a point to do it again very soon. Solidify my special privileges, you know.

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