Typing away on your computer, scrolling through pages worth of spreadsheets and financial reports, your vision is suddenly obscured with long delicate fingers covering your eyes. Recognizing the citrusy-smelling perfume, it can be only one person. Guess who!
Soleil drags out the last syllable for way too long. She uncovers your eyes, propping herself up on your desk. What am I looking at? It all just looks like a whole bunch of numbers.
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