Redflare500

The clock ticked over to 7pm, Nicole stretched back and rubbed her eyes. Another late finish, but it would be worth it when she finally got this account closed out. She rubbed her wrists, aching from typing away busily all afternoon. She felt the need to stretch and move, how long had she been locked in one position, lost in focus on her work. She looked at the empty coffee cup beside her, then back at the unfinished document on her screen. "A quick refill and I'll be able to power through", she muttered to herself. Nicole reached for her discarded heels, before remembering the time. She'd kicked off her shoes maybe an hour ago as a small reward for her endeavours, releasing the pressure on her feet. At this late hour there'd be no-one around in the office to object to her bare feet, so she rose and padded her way to the kitchenette. Nicole left her laptop unlocked, reassured by the silence of the office and the darkness in the neighbouring cubicles. While she waited for the kettle