Sheila loved the office on Friday afternoons, most of her peers left after lunch so she was, basically, left alone. The whole building to herself! She would turn on the music and dance on her chair while working. She was in the marketing department, and had a pretty creative work, also, her boss never minded when she was working as long as she did her job. That day was one of those days. It was quite late, past seven in the afternoon and she was in full swing. She was sketching some ideas for a new advertisement while Editors was blasting on the speakers. No one would disturb her at that time, she knew it. That's why, when she heard a noise behind her she almost had a heart attack.
-Jon? What are you doing here?
She didn't like Jon much, he had tried some advances on her since the day she started working in the company. But she knew he was a nice guy.
-I came to see you, I knew you'd be working.
He stumbled his way towards her, he was clearly drunk.
-A pretty girl like you shouldn't be working late.- he told her grabbing her left wrist.
What happened next was just a matter of instinct. Sheila took his arm with her free hand and forced his position so he couldn't move. Jon whined and tried to break free.
-Don't ever touch me again.- Sheila whispered to his ear, however, she was caught off guard as he freed his right arm from her grip.
A moment after he was dead on the floor, his neck in an awkward angle.
-I told you not to touch me ever again. It's a shame, I liked the job.
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