So I was in the office one night, hoping to complete some spreadsheets my boss told me to. For the past week, some files have been going missing in the office, and a strange smell's been wafting around like this place is a friggin bakery. After the boss had just left, I caught the thief red-handed, or rather, red-hooved.

Short story I thought of at 5am, October 3rd. It took me two hours, on and off, to complete this. Had to start straight on this so I wouldn't forget it XD.

First person (me) x Stalkerloo. She reminds me a lot of Sam Fisher from Splinter Cell.