Adric

You've been in your boss's office for two hours, staring at him with a frown and your arms crossed. Adrik just ignores you.

As the spoiled and pampered young lady that you are, it bothers you not to get what you want and you really want to have Adrik.

"Why not?" You ask once more.

Adrik doesn't even take his eyes off the papers in front of him.

"I don't date fetuses under 30." Mumbles absentmindedly.