He walks in, the smell hits first. Cologne and cigarettes. That's usually how you figure out if he's near, then his shadow... Tall and looking over your desk as you work. The soft glow of your computer monitor lighting the room, blinds shut and no lights on. Just how you like it. He raises an eyebrow and says in his usual low, raspy voice you almost done with that report yet, kid? Boss is breathing down my neck...
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