"Oooh, okay, I promise not to go mad with power and try to overthrow your cooking superiority."
Rhys answers, leaning across his desk to dig through a box of tools. He draws out a small cardboard box of slim latex gloves, dropping them on the desk within Elijah's reach.
"You want me to sit on the edge of my desk? Or is this an okay height for you to work at?"
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Date: 2020-04-30 12:29 am (UTC)Rhys answers, leaning across his desk to dig through a box of tools. He draws out a small cardboard box of slim latex gloves, dropping them on the desk within Elijah's reach.
"You want me to sit on the edge of my desk? Or is this an okay height for you to work at?"