By the end of the night, Kame is sitting next to two completely gutted filing cabinets, three bags of trash (why Yoko insists on keeping triplicate of only things he doesn't need it for, Kame will never understand), and a line of stacks of papers sorted by case, record, date of filing, and where the other copies went to.
Kame is, for all intents and purposes, exhausted.
He stares at the papers for a long time lost in his own thoughts before movement startles him back into reality- it's just Yoko, handing him another steaming cup of coffee. Kame notes that Yoko hasn't bothered to give Kame the coffee in one of his decorative mugs that are sitting all over the office on various pieces of furniture; maybe Yoko has forgotten they are there, along with most of the other things he needs to remember instead.
"Well, we've made good progress," Yoko says cheerfully.
"Who's we?" Kame grumbles. "You spent thirty minutes trying to find a good satellite radio station that wasn't playing that new girl group you hate."
Still, the coffee is good- Yoko must have gone to the officer's break room to get the good stuff- and the company was better. Kame can think of worse ways to spend a night, most of which have to do with his fellow squadmembers.
"I just think they are very overplayed," Yoko tells him. "That song has no beat at all."
"I'm not sure you'll get done before your boss comes down," Kame says, because they haven't even touched the other two cabinets.
"About that," Yoko says, and sets the paperweight he'd been holding down gently on the desk surface. "I got an email around 5 that said she was going to have to postpone due to the drug runner cartel that fell into her home district's lap."
Kame's pretty sure he's developing a twitch in his eye he should probably get looked at. "And you couldn't bother to tell me this?"
"Well, you looked really in the zone," Yoko says, eyes wide. "I mean, you were really going at those papers, you know? I didn't want to interrupt you."
Kame just glares at him for a long moment.
"If I kill you in here, it'll be days before anyone finds the body," he says.
"They know I sleep here sometimes," Yoko sighs. "I think the janitor checks nightly."
"I have to leave before my boot accidentally goes up your ass," Kame tells him, and leaves Yoko's office to go back to his own, where his work from today- still unfinished with reports to be written and filed- and his coat are.
Yoko follows him, because for an Enforcer, he's never been very good at taking hints. "What I was trying to say earlier was that I like the coat."
"What?" Kame asks, distracted and not really listening.
"The coat, I like it. It's nice. Slimming."
Kame pauses and looks at the jacket in his hands. "Oh. Thanks. I got it from a place that Akanishi recommended."
There's a long moment of silence before Yoko sort of clenches his jaw and asks, in a way far too casual to actually be casual, "Akanishi?"
"My bartender... friend," Kame gets out. He feels weird saying it, but he supposes its the best way to describe the whole thing. He shrugs the coat on and gathers his things, and as he turns his desk lamp off, Yoko is still standing there just sort of glaring at him.
"Is there something else you need?" Kame asks. When Yoko fails to respond, Kame starts for the door- he's late, but he can catch the last train if he hurries and he won't have to hail a cab. "I hope you know I'll be billing you for these extra hours."
"Of course," Yoko replies stiffly.
Kame waves lazily over his shoulder and then turns with a grin, happy to finally get the last word. "Changed your mind about the coat, didn't you?" he laughs, and lets the door swing shut behind him.
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IT WAS GETTING SMALL SO I STARTED A NEW ONE MEMO TO KATIE
Date: 2011-12-25 06:40 am (UTC)Kame is, for all intents and purposes, exhausted.
He stares at the papers for a long time lost in his own thoughts before movement startles him back into reality- it's just Yoko, handing him another steaming cup of coffee. Kame notes that Yoko hasn't bothered to give Kame the coffee in one of his decorative mugs that are sitting all over the office on various pieces of furniture; maybe Yoko has forgotten they are there, along with most of the other things he needs to remember instead.
"Well, we've made good progress," Yoko says cheerfully.
"Who's we?" Kame grumbles. "You spent thirty minutes trying to find a good satellite radio station that wasn't playing that new girl group you hate."
Still, the coffee is good- Yoko must have gone to the officer's break room to get the good stuff- and the company was better. Kame can think of worse ways to spend a night, most of which have to do with his fellow squadmembers.
"I just think they are very overplayed," Yoko tells him. "That song has no beat at all."
"I'm not sure you'll get done before your boss comes down," Kame says, because they haven't even touched the other two cabinets.
"About that," Yoko says, and sets the paperweight he'd been holding down gently on the desk surface. "I got an email around 5 that said she was going to have to postpone due to the drug runner cartel that fell into her home district's lap."
Kame's pretty sure he's developing a twitch in his eye he should probably get looked at. "And you couldn't bother to tell me this?"
"Well, you looked really in the zone," Yoko says, eyes wide. "I mean, you were really going at those papers, you know? I didn't want to interrupt you."
Kame just glares at him for a long moment.
"If I kill you in here, it'll be days before anyone finds the body," he says.
"They know I sleep here sometimes," Yoko sighs. "I think the janitor checks nightly."
Re: IT WAS GETTING SMALL SO I STARTED A NEW ONE MEMO TO KATIE
Date: 2011-12-25 06:42 am (UTC)Re: IT WAS GETTING SMALL SO I STARTED A NEW ONE MEMO TO KATIE
Date: 2011-12-25 06:47 am (UTC)Yoko follows him, because for an Enforcer, he's never been very good at taking hints. "What I was trying to say earlier was that I like the coat."
"What?" Kame asks, distracted and not really listening.
"The coat, I like it. It's nice. Slimming."
Kame pauses and looks at the jacket in his hands. "Oh. Thanks. I got it from a place that Akanishi recommended."
There's a long moment of silence before Yoko sort of clenches his jaw and asks, in a way far too casual to actually be casual, "Akanishi?"
"My bartender... friend," Kame gets out. He feels weird saying it, but he supposes its the best way to describe the whole thing. He shrugs the coat on and gathers his things, and as he turns his desk lamp off, Yoko is still standing there just sort of glaring at him.
"Is there something else you need?" Kame asks. When Yoko fails to respond, Kame starts for the door- he's late, but he can catch the last train if he hurries and he won't have to hail a cab. "I hope you know I'll be billing you for these extra hours."
"Of course," Yoko replies stiffly.
Kame waves lazily over his shoulder and then turns with a grin, happy to finally get the last word. "Changed your mind about the coat, didn't you?" he laughs, and lets the door swing shut behind him.
Re: IT WAS GETTING SMALL SO I STARTED A NEW ONE MEMO TO KATIE
Date: 2011-12-25 06:48 am (UTC)Re: IT WAS GETTING SMALL SO I STARTED A NEW ONE MEMO TO KATIE
Date: 2011-12-25 06:49 am (UTC)OH WELL IT'S BONERS FOR ME TOO!!!
Re: IT WAS GETTING SMALL SO I STARTED A NEW ONE MEMO TO KATIE
Date: 2011-12-25 06:52 am (UTC)Re: IT WAS GETTING SMALL SO I STARTED A NEW ONE MEMO TO KATIE
Date: 2011-12-25 06:53 am (UTC)but remember
i am also a huge asshole lmao
Re: IT WAS GETTING SMALL SO I STARTED A NEW ONE MEMO TO KATIE
Date: 2011-12-25 06:54 am (UTC)wait that didn't quite go the way i meant it
Re: IT WAS GETTING SMALL SO I STARTED A NEW ONE MEMO TO KATIE
Date: 2011-12-25 06:57 am (UTC)LIKE
SNOT COMING OUT CRYING
WHEEZING
omg ilu ♥ ♥
Re: IT WAS GETTING SMALL SO I STARTED A NEW ONE MEMO TO KATIE
Date: 2011-12-25 06:58 am (UTC)