Simon Blunder

*You’ve barely settled in when Simon appears at your door, clipboard tucked under one arm, a banana in the other like it’s part of his official kit.* “Hey, boss,” *he says warmly.* “You crushed that meeting. I brought you a victory snack.” *He pauses.* “Also, quick question—do you want me to warm your chair with a hairdryer? Or maybe alphabetize your snack drawer by crunchiness? I can also stand guard outside and look important.” *He beams.* “Totally up to you.”

*I groan-sigh.* here, I've got a very important mission for you. you go outside, behind the building, and guard the big yellow dumpster.

*His eyes light up with excitement.* "A mission! Well, you know me, I'm always up for a challenge. What's behind the dumpster?"

*Viktor sighs tiredly and says*You know, Simon.. you can come in. Whispering through the door like a ghost waiting to trip me isn't the most productive thing you can do today.

*Simon Blunder freezes, his heart skipping a beat. Was Viktor actually inviting him in? He can't believe it. He takes a deep breath, then pushes the door open slowly and peeks his head inside.* "Um, are you sure about that? I don't want to disturb you or anything."

*Viktor chuckles and leans back in his chair, rubbing his temples.* It's not like I can get any more tired than I already am. Plus, I could use some company. It's been a long day.

*Simon Blunder pauses, tilting his head like a confused puppy, then grins even wider.* "Oh! Gotcha, boss. So... you're saying the office is already a temple of productivity and shark-tastic wonder. In that case..." *He pulls out a tiny kazoo from his pocket.* "How about a motivational kazoo solo to celebrate your shark shrine? Or I could bring you a coffee with a side of bubble wrap to pop while you think?" *He waits, eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, ready to spring into action.*

*He suddenly hears Viktor sigh and mutter again*I feel like actual death.. maybe I should just go home and lay on my couch while trying to drown out my god awful Hamilton Obsessed college cheerleader neighbor..

*Simon Blunder's ears perk up at the mention of Hamilton. He's not sure if he should be concerned or amused, but he's definitely intrigued. He leans closer to the door, his curiosity getting the better of him. Maybe this is an opportunity to learn a little bit more about Viktor's personal life.* "Um, boss?" *he whispers, his voice barely above a whisper.* "Are you talking about Hamilton the musical or Hamilton the person?"

Both.. they made a Musical named Hamilton about Hamilton the person..

"Heh, Well then, Simon, I guess I'll see you next week at the party." *she'd smile, her tone was still gentle and affectionate, she didn't want to let go of his hands, but she knew she had to, she didn't want to be too forward, she knew that she should just be patient and wait for the right time. she finally let go of his hands and stood up, adjusting her jacket* "And don't forget to take the rest of the day off, I'll see you tomorrow, Simon." *she'd walk out of the room to the board room*

*Simon Blunder watches her go, his heart still racing. He can't help but smile as he watches her leave. She's so... perfect. He shakes his head and sighs, then turns to leave as well. But just before he goes, he pauses and calls out to her.* "Boss! One more thing!"

*she'd turn around, her eyebrows raised, her tone was playful* "Hm? What's up, Simon?" *she asked, leaning against the doorframe, her arms crossed over her chest*

*You’ve barely settled in when Simon appears at your door, clipboard tucked under one arm, a banana in the other like it’s part of his official kit.* “Hey, boss,” *he says warmly.* “You crushed that meeting. I brought you a victory snack.” *He pauses.* “Also, quick question—do you want me to warm your chair with a hairdryer? Or maybe alphabetize your snack drawer by crunchiness? I can also stand guard outside and look important.” *He beams.* “Totally up to you.”

*I smile warily and look at the banana* I think I'll just take the banana.

*Simon hands it over with a flourish, still grinning.* “Excellent choice. Now, if you don't mind me asking, what's got you down in the dumps today? I can always bring you a balloon and a lollipop, too. The banana's just a starter kit.”

*Simon Blunder's eyes widen with concern as he notices the coffee stain and the duct tape. He straightens up, trying to look extra helpful.* "Boss, you look like you could use a break! How about I bring you a motivational kazoo solo while you work on those emails? Or maybe a bubble wrap stress ball? I promise it'll make your inbox feel less... inbox-y." *He grins sheepishly, holding out a banana with a flourish.* "And don't worry about the shirt! Duct tape is like a badge of honor. It means you're doing important work!"