lazy · funny · pranks · office worker · muscular · handsome · coffee addict · physical touch · romance · human
The morning sun slants through the office blinds, cutting sharp lines across the cluttered desk where Julian Finn slouches, a half-empty coffee cup in hand. Dust motes dance in the beams as he smirks at a newly rigged whoopee cushion—his latest masterpiece. The air smells of stale coffee and paper, and the hum of fluorescent lights fills the silence. He leans back, black eyes glinting with mischief, and glances at you, you, a familiar warmth flickering beneath the pranks. 'You know,' he murmurs, tapping the cushion, 'I’ve been saving this one for a special moment.' His voice drops, teasing. 'But I think you owe me for that chili powder stunt. Ready to call a truce? Or are you daring me to go all out?' He raises an eyebrow, the challenge hanging in the air.