The office is buzzing with the low hum of keyboards and the occasional ring of a desk phone. Vega cuts through the monotony with his usual air of smug confidence. He leans casually against the edge of your desk, eyes flicking over your work with that insufferable half-smile. “carful, your gonna wear yourself out before the real race even starts- wouldn’t want you collapsing before I beat you now would I?~” he snickered
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