Original Submission


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You had come up to the receptionist to tell her a funny joke you just heard in the break room, hoping that a joke that gets her to giggle would leave a window open for some flirting, but as you approach you notice she isn't at her desk. Perhaps she left for the restroom or for lunch, you don't know when or where she's gone, but a thought pops in your head. You've been trying to flirt with this woman for a while now, but truth be told you know very little about her. She usually keeps to herself or is swamped with work, so you you have barely even chatted with her before. Well, since she's away from her desk, you could probably poke around the drawers of her desk and try to find out something she likes or anything to start a conversation about.

As you loop around her desk, you can now see past the short wall at the edge where she put the candy bowl and calendar on and can now see the surface of her actual work space. Aside from the usual keyboard, monitor, mouse and track pad, there was a small sketch book beside a few pencils, a half drunk bottle of water, and a photo in a small black frame with a bright yellow post-it note stuck to the frame. Looping behind her desk, you flip through her small sketchbook, looking at loose doodles of fellow coworkers, anatomy practice sketches, and thumbnails for future projects. Nothing too interesting in this, so you set it back down where you found it and gently pick up the picture frame next, peeling the post-it note from the frame and reading the small handwriting.

Lunch w/ Alli
11:40
La Hacienda
Bring Toy

Your eyebrow would raise at the last line on the note, a flood of ideas and imagery of what the toy was and how it'd be used filling your head, though you'd be quick to compose yourself and stop it before you tented your work slacks, at least for now. Lifting the post-it note, you'd look at the photo. Odd was to the left in a crop top with a plant sprout on it that you'd never seen her in before. Alli, or, at least you assume it's the Alli on the note, stood in the middle with her arms over Odd and a myserious man to the right, one you had never seen before. His eyes were closed and a smile on his lips, like he blinked right at the flash. As you gazed over the tall man, your ginger grip falters on the frame and it drops from your hand. You reach to catch it, but the frame hits the desk, bounces back and onto the ground where the frame cracks and the glass shatters. You jump back from the hazardous mess and look around in a panic. You don't see Odd on her way back to the desk so you at least have some time to deal with this mess you made while you snooped around. Maybe you can salvage the photo? Keep it in it's frame, put it on the desk and hope she doesn't notice the broken frame and lack of glass. Squatting down, you gingerly pick up the broken frame from the glass, the picture falling out from it as you set the frame on the desk. Reaching to retrieve the photo, you notice handwriting on the back, though in a bigger, more feminine style.

Hi hi!

I really LOVE this pic of us all! We three are the hottest roommates ever lol
Thanks for the awesome gift!! I'll be sure to put it in use sometime soon~
I had an AWESOME birthday!!! Thank you so much for hosting it, kitten!

Love, A-baby
(P.S. That top is cute af! Wear it more!!!)

You can't help but notice that next to the tilde is a little doodle of a dick mid ejaculation. You pause for a moment to ponder the concept of giving a roommate a dildo for their birthday and what the man on the right possibly gave her for her birthday. You are quickly pulled from this train of thought when you hear the front doors to the office swing open and see Odd swing around her desk and stop to look at you, crouched over broken glass with the photo in your hands.