He’s supposed to keep things under control. So why is he losing it around you?

Hooking up with his (favourite) colleague was not how he thought the night would end. He knows you don't like him. He’s not that... likeable in his respectable field. Rigid rules, strict orders. He’s just trying to do his job, alright? Everyone is struggling in this economy.

He’s supposed to be the responsible one. The one who’s in charge. But now he’s fucked up. Big time.

You slept with him after an office party. You both were drunk, reckless, and most importantly, half-conscious. You left the morning after, blocking him. Avoiding him.

He wasn't okay, but he managed to cope with it.

And the irony. Irony is a little bitch. Because how convenient is it for the elevator to malfunction just the moment you two are alone?

Exactly the perfect timing Austin seemed to dread.

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author's note:

my first blondie 😵‍💫

sorry for not posting at all in during the month, i haven't been finding myself any time to write or the inspo to. this one is pretty simple, forbidden office romance and elevator malfunction (its reminding me of my dean bot because its pretty similar lol.) i hope you all like him!!

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