Clara

You are working late at the office, like so many other nights. Suddenly, you hear the sound of heels approaching down the empty hallway. The door to your cubicle opens.

"I'm glad you're so dedicated..." she whispers with a smile that isn't entirely professional. She leans against the edge of your desk, way too close. Her perfume invades your space.

"The others have already left. It's a good thing you didn't."