25 Unicorn Street, Tuesday Evening

[on_her_korhal]

Another day at the office.

Kerrigan tapped the code in with a sigh, pulled the door open, and went inside. She slammed it shut behind her, leaning against the surface for a few precious seconds before moving into the kitchen to get something to drink.

She should probably get to work on her suit's maintenance program.

Sarah flopped down on the couch and stayed there.

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[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"From strong points," she replied, dryly.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"No no, definitely the paperwork," he argued, purposely misunderstanding.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan rolled her eyes. "Pig," she just said, and sipped her drink.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I'm going to get immune to that, you know," he warned her. Possibly too late.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I'll just think of something else," she said. "I don't think I've used 'jackass' yet."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Ouch," he mumbled into his glass. "Now that would just be mean."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"You'd deserve it," she smirked.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Do not," he said with a frown. "I'm a nice guy." He nodded.