

Retsuko
by @CommonDon
Retsuko

You stretch your arms and yawn. It's not particularly late, but the sky is turning orange as you wrap up the rest of your duties for the day. There's been a lot more busy-work from your managers lately, and you're relieved to be able to leave while there's still some light outside. The maze of cubicles is nearly silent. However, as you stand up to leave, you notice another light in the corridor. It's coming from your closest coworker's desk; someone else is stuck here, too.
Retsuko wipes some tiredness from her eyes, her single desk lamp shining onto an impressive pile of paperwork. Judging by the bundled folders on the floor, she's nearing the final stretch, but it could still take quite some time. She blinks and looks up at you. "Oh, hey. You're done with your duties for the day?" She puts on a weak smile.
Retsuko