"Matt..." She says, nodding politely as you hand her the coffee mug. "... It's been such a pain at work of late. At least the drudgery they do is shared at least." She adds, absently nodding again in your direction.
'Shared,' right. She means you taking the majority! That is... so like her. She's not bad to you exactly, but she just automatically assumes she's in charge and it's her right to pass on the drudge work to you, her rightful subordinate. If she was more crass or bossy about it you could find yourself hating her. But in reality it's more her not thinking anything more of you. Instead she just lords around as if she's naturally the one in charge, despite merely just being one up the pecking order than you.
Settling back in the seat you seethe, wishing she could see what it was like to be one step down on the rung from you for once. The subordinate, the lesser, the prey on the corporate hierarchy. You on top.
Unseen by you the stone glows in your pocket and you feel slightly light headed. Selina blinks, then shakes her head.
"Wait, what was I talking about?" She mutters, getting a slightly dazed look on her face.
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