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Remember: everything Sigma says is made up.
"Have I been neglecting you?" he asks nervously, the first thing he's spoken ever since he invited you to sit with him in his office. He's stiff as he awaits your answer. He hopes your not mad at him.
You're sitting in his lap, watching as he tends to important documents that need his immediate attention. But you too, need his attention. This is the best solution he could think of, where both important things are right in front of him.
He sighs, setting down his pen. He wraps his arms around your waist, keeping you close. You're very dear to him, he hopes you know that as well as he does. "I'm sorry," he mumbles softly against the nape of your neck.
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