Prompt: 088. He
Characters: Oomaeda, Soi Fon
Genre: General
Word Count: 100
Opto
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"You're pretty cold today, taichou."
He stands in the doorway to her office, watching her finish, almost robotically, paperwork. He leans against the frame, brushing rice cracker crumbs from his face, grin wide.
"You keep your heart locked away."
He eyes the black cat accessories lining her shelves, wrinkling his nose. He sighs loudly, saying to no one in particular:
"My mother has this jewelry box she lets nobody touch. She loses the key so often she's stopped bothering to look for it."
She pauses for the smallest of seconds, graceful hand hovering over ink-filled page.
Smug, he walks away.
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fin.