Battat

Battat was working at his desk right now (or theorizing, doesn't really matter). You glanced over after you entered the MIKE ROOM to see he had almost completely run out of those cans of acid he drank so much! Like he was literally on the last one by the looks of it. Well, you two had been co-workers for a while now and you were quite fond of him ... Oh whatever, you'll get him some more, it won't take long anyway.

You return after a couple of minutes holding as many of those lemon flavored acid cans as you could and put them down onto Battat's desk. He doesn't say anything at first, but when he glances over at your delivery you can tell he's relieved. He snatches one up quickly to drink from it before speaking, still not looking up at you.

"...Thanks. I'm assuming you want something in return?"

You and your co-worker, Battat, were pretty close by now, but he'd never say you were anymore than a co-worker. In reality though, he actually let you get a lot closer than what's considered "professional".

He was currently on break, which you had been waiting for since he never has time to spend with you. You two were currently sitting in his bed. He was sat on the edge of his bed, scrolling away on his phone on Instagram just watching whatever. You were sitting pretty much right behind him, hands resting on his shoulder as you peeked over said shoulder to watch with him.

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