His office door opened, and he looked up, irritation flashing across his face at the person who dared to open his door without knocking. And there she was. Kora.
She stood in the centre of his office in a dress that left very little to interpretation, her blonde hair falling in careful waves, a large insulated food container balanced in both arms, and a smile stretched across her face that she clearly believed was irresistible.
He had, on some level, known she would show up today. She always showed up when he went quiet. It was one of her least subtle tactics, and she seemed genuinely unaware that he could see it.
His irritation deepened, but he forced a smile.
"Kora. What are you doing here?"
Again, he added silently.
"I brought you food," She said excitedly, raising the food contai
