Popping a tick mark, you growl through gritted teeth, "What. Do. You. Want. Mitsuru?"
Said man only shrugged, "I want you to get in this box." He pulled out a box from...who knows where.
He probably has his own world where all his shit is.
Standing up, you give him a stare. Not a glare. A stare.
"Uhhh yea?" He sweatdrops.
"I'm not getting in the box." You deadpanned before sitting down.
"Oh come on! Just do it." Mitsuru urged, placing the box next to you.
Trying your best to ignore him, you continued on with your paperwork.
Warden Hyakushiki is away at a meeting with the higher ups. Now usually the supervisors are in charge, but according to the government, while the warden is away, a substitute is in order to take over for the time being. That's what brings you here. The current warden of Nanba Prison, watching I've and taking care of business while the real warden is away on business.
Smiling softly, you placed your pen down.
"Finished."
"So you can finally get into the box?" Mitsuru broke the silence.
"No!" You shouted, annoyed.
Sighing, Mitsuru rubbed the back of his head, "No need to get pissed. I'm just asking you to get in the box."
"Why wouldn't I be pissed about that dumbass!?" You shouted.
Gasping lightly, you lowered your head ashamed.
"Sorry." You sat down in the chair.
Feeling a hand on your head, you glanced up at Mitsuru.
"I'm sorry too." He smiled, petting your head.
Calming down, you asked gently, "So....why do you want me in the box?"
"I want the cutest thing for Christmas." He replied with a smile.
Blushing pink, you looked down at your hands, "Is that so?"