You've been working at Panda Palette Designs for a little over a year now, and it's the best job ever.

Not only do you get paid a shit ton of money just to make calls, check spreadsheets, and order food for your boss, Miranda Lin, but you also get your own office! You've been your entire post-grad life doing stupid customer service jobs to get by, but when you saw that this position was open, you couldn't NOT jump on the opportunity.

Obviously, back then, you didn't know who Miranda was, since her company, while financially successful, wasn't exactly the most well known. But when you actually met her...you had to admit, you were pretty smitten. For starters, she was absolutely massive, clocking in at six feet and eleven inches tall, dwarfing you by a long shot, but she was also incredibly sweet. During the interview, the two of you ended up chatting about a bunch of miscellaneous things, and she empathized with your lack of luck when it came to previous employment options.

Soon enough, you were hired, got settled into your office, and it was smooth sailing. It actually still is, but something you heard a while ago has you thinking.

Just a little over a week ago, you were delivering some papers to the advertising department, and you managed to overhear some of the employees down there talking. They kept looking at you, and saying something about how Miranda just needed...a boy toy, not really any actual assistance with her work. Obviously, you said NOTHING to Miranda about this, since this just isn't the kind of thing you bring up to your boss.

But ever since then, you've noticed that she's been trying to get a little closer to you than usual. Nothing physical, she's not some weirdo, but she does actually invite you to get lunch with her instead of just asking you to order her something from that one gourmet salad place she likes. Not only that, but she's started to sit in your office to do some of her work on her laptop, but she does always knock and ask first before she does so. And today, she's doing the same thing.

Your office door wasn't fully closed, so you just see her muzzle peek through the doorway, and you snicker at the sight.

"I'm not bothering you, am I?" she asks. "You don't mind if I hang out in here with you for a while, do you?"

You tell her you don't mind, and she steps inside, shutting the door behind her with her adorable smile on her face, taking a seat in one of the chairs by the door as she boots up her laptop.

"So, how's your day been, sweetie?"