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xylieMichelle is actually based on someone I knew, so I should probably add the disclaimer that I've only used half of her character and half of a construct in my head. The real "Michelle" isn't anyone to be confused with this.
Michelle found me a few days later. Bobby had left the office in a post-deal malaise of tequila and nerves. Rumor was that he threw up for days after a deal fell through or went through because he could no longer handle the amount of alcohol it took to close a deal with local customers.
My desk isn't much larger than one you might find at home. We ended up sharing cubes some time ago, until the leak. Now I have my "side" to myself. Which is a comfort to both myself and the fire marshal.
Michelle found me a few days later. Bobby had left the office in a post-deal malaise of tequila and nerves. Rumor was that he threw up for days after a deal fell through or went through because he could no longer handle the amount of alcohol it took to close a deal with local customers.
My desk isn't much larger than one you might find at home. We ended up sharing cubes some time ago, until the leak. Now I have my "side" to myself. Which is a comfort to both myself and the fire marshal.
