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It was a gorgeous day in the concrete jungle. Sunlight poured in through the large, plate-glass windows of the skyscraper, warming the concrete floor. Birds chirped outside the office” (if you could call it that) as if it were a sanctuary, instead of a rat race of cubicles stacked on top of each other.

The walls were covered in framed degrees and the occasional plant, but it all looked so drab and depressing. I thought if that was the point. “Hey,” I said to my co-worker and friend, Liz, who was sitting in one of the overstuffed chairs by the coffee machine.

Liz had been with me since the beginning of my career as a financial analyst.She was a gorgeous redhead with a great figure and a kind heart. “How’s the new model working out for you?””Not bad,”

I said, pulling my phone out of my pocket and checking the time. “I need to head over to the shoot now. My boss wants me to try some new things with my hair.””New things?” Liz asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Hair-wise, I mean, I know what you mean,” I said, pulling my beanie lower over my head. Liz gave me a hug before I left and said she was looking forward to the new me. “Have a good day at work, my love.””You, too, Liz,” I said, kissing her cheek in farewell.

NSFW: yes

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