silveragemod (silveragemod) wrote in silverage, @ 2011-07-21 23:48:00 |
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Millie liked her boss quite a bit. In a way she had to because he was –for all intents and purposes-- the sole reason for her existence. But that didn't mean she didn't think he was the very definition of odd. She counted out the marshmallows as she dropped them into his cup of hot chocolate which he was drinking even though it was July and eighty-five degrees outside. Even Millie had pulled on her pedal pusher that morning instead of a full dress. |