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Tseng liked his office in a specific order, very neat and tidy. He had a tray each for both incoming and out going papers, three pencils, two pens, a sharpener and an eraser. Then there was the legal pad, which he kept next to his computer. If there was one person in the company who was the opposite of all this, it was Reno. Reno's desk resembled something more like a Midgar slum than a desk, papers littered and stacked on it and it was impossible to find anything. Tseng rolled his eyes every time he saw it.
One afternoon, Tseng was busy typing a memo to the President regarding the goings on in his branch when he received an unexpected visit.
"Heya boss, whatcha up, to yo?" Reno said, leaning over the cubicle wall, one of his lanky arms just brushing Tseng's desk. Tseng looked up and glared.
"I am working, Reno, a concept I am sure you do not understand," he said, returning to his typing.
"Ooh, ouch boss. That one stung a bit. But come on, I hand in my assignments just as well as the other guy. And I have a higher mission success rate than any other Turk."
'True, but a wonder nonetheless,' Tseng thought rolling his eyes. He stopped typing momentarily.
"Do you have a reason for being here, Reno?"
"Nah, nothing really," the redhead said, picking up a pencil off his superior's desk. "Bothering Laney was starting to lose its charm, and ya know. I figured I might come to see you, yo!"
"Well, I'd appreciate it if you leave," Tseng said tersely. "And if you'd cease stealing my things," he added, snatching back the pencil and placing it back where it belonged.
"Aw, but you're so much fun! Doncha like me anymore Boss?"
"I have never liked you Reno. You are merely a imbecile I am forced to work with because for some inexplicable reason you were actually blessed with some talent."
Reno laughed. Tseng grimaced, as he found the laugh slightly grating.
"Well that's something there. Fine, I'll leave you alone if you promise to go on a date sometime. You're so boring, Tsengy. It's not good for your health, yo."
Tseng stood, now angry.
"First off, my name is not Tsengy. And secondly, my personal life is no concern of yours. Leave, now."
Reno did leave, laughing and sticking his tongue out at his boss.
'No better than a child,' Tseng though, shaking his head.
