All Kimberly does is work. It's rare for her to go out with friends. Especially with family. There's nothing better than thriving for the best to get the best. Her family makes fun of her. The girl is like her fatherbit worse. He's nice to his workers. Kimberly on the other hand... Eh.

A new hire did the mistake of flirting with her when she dropped off a stack of paper on someone's desk and waited for their late ass to arrive. She sat on his disgusting chair and it happened... The look on everyone's face! 

“You're new here, right?”
“That's right sweet cheeks,” Kim pressed her lips together, “How about we grab a drink after work? Don't want the hard-ass everyone keeps warning me about hitting on a beautiful female like you.”

Kim stood up flipping her hair back. “Alright. What's your name?”
“Andrew. I started two weeks ago. You?”
“Andrew. Andrew. Andrew.” the boy's smile began to fade. Seeing everyone’s face was making him fidgety. “I don't have time for this. You're fired.”
“I don't work for you.”
“You work for no one. Pack your shit and leave.” she points at everyone watching, “Ask them if I play around... Leave...” she walks away, “Someone message ___. I'm missing son reports and my coffee.” she pulls out her phone to compose an email as she heads to her office.

'[b Beep! Beep! Beep!]' an annoying alarm yelled, waking a very, very tired man up, "C'mon! It's only, wait, what time is it?" Qrow mumbled, looking at the clock, "Oh shoot. I'm Late!-I'm Late!-I'm Late!" he said while jumping into his work clothes and grabbing his daily items which consisted of, One Wallet with two hundred dollars in cash and a credit card (it also holds a gym membership and his driver's license), One I-phone 12, One set of keys to a Mustang GT-500 (also holding his apartment keys), a bag of cigarettes, and a lighter.


Qrow hopped out of his car and ran into a Starbucks, after ordering two ___ and a Carmel Phrapachino he booked it back to his car and drove so fast he practically flew to his work place.


Qrow ran into the office with two cups of coffee just the way Kimberly liked them, "She got to you already?" Qrow asked, he reeked of cigarette smoke... like always. "Doesn't matter, pack up fast if she sees you on her way back she'll be pissed." Qrow said as he started to walk over to Kimberly's office.
"Hello, you beautiful little thing!" Qrow jokingly said as he entered Kimberly's office "Emphasis on little." he said with a smile, "How was your weekend?" he asked looking at her in the eye.


(that good?)

{{It’s good.}}

Kimberly stops to look at him. He irritates her soul. He's so lucky that he's good at his job. Plus he hasn't left her despite everything. So it's slightly tolerable. 

“You’re late.” she says stretching out her hand for her coffee, “Make sure what his face leaves. I was told a package was left here last night. Where is it?” she began to snap her fingers, “Let’s go?” she say puts down her coffee to apply to some emails. “Get out. You smell like a fucking strip club full of old men who smokes,” she says a bit annoyed with his smell. “Why can't you smoke weed like normal people. At least that smell will make others happy and relaxed.”

{{sorry it's short. Pet emergency}}

"Yeah, Yeah. I get it, You're worried about me. Don't worry sweet stuff, I feel the same for you." Qrow said with a smile while handing Kimberly the coffee, and sitting down in a chair in her office, "You buy clothes for me that fit a seven-foot-three man and I'll wear them. Until then, I'm gonna do whatever I damn well please." he said in a serious tone. The only reason Qrow smoked in the first place was that it's something his dad and him used to do when they would go fishing together, that was before he and his mom were killed in a car crash on his eleventh birthday, and She knew it.
Qrow walked out of Kimberly's office and looked at Andrew "[b Hey!]" he said with a stern voice, "[b I'm serious if you don't pack up your stuff now she's gonna have security drag you out and toss your stuff off of the roof of this thirty-five story building.]" Qrow said, "Or maybe she'd make me do it." he thought as he made his way to one of the gold-coated elevators.

Is the heat on or is her blood boiling? If she had feelings she would be married with a kid or a baby on the way by now. However, she's single and happy. He's like Batman in a way. Without parents and dark but with a sense of humor that's annoying.

Kim had 3 phone Conferences to deal with. She likes seeing people's faces when they get bad news. It's like watching a parent drinking their coffee smiling as they watch their kids open up their presents. At least that's what someone told her as the poor thing was being dragged out. Ironically she was drinking coffee and smiling. 

After the first phone conference she gets up to drop off a manuscript. “Read this. I couldn't make it pass the first chapter. Let me know if it's good. Feel free to proofread it. I'm also going to need you to go meet someone. I need someone u can... Rely on to her get a  special manuscript.” Kim pushes him and his chair away so she can write down the address to Tina Fay and Rob Koe’s home. “If you mess up or embarrass me or even tarnish my name don't bother coming back. Don't bother applying anywhere else. I will bury you alive. Now remove that ugly tie and go.”

Kimberly didn't bother waiting. There was no way in hell she was going to allow him to reply with something snarky.

Qrow walked up behind Kim and took her hand, which he knew would make her [font 'Times New Roman' [b angry. as. hell.] which he was fine with, she would never fire him, he's the only person she has who had the patience to deal with her never-ending bossiness. Qrow handed her a pack of cigarettes with a bow and a tiny card attached to it, it wasn't the most flattering present, but it was her birthday and he felt she needed to get high for once in her life. "I'm on it boss." Qrow said with a smile as he walked into an elevator "By the way! You still need to make these things taller." he yelled out.

[Center __________________________________
<---{After Everything}--->
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Qrow walked into Kim's office with a frown, "I met with them, I talked with them, I gave them the stuff, and I got you a better present." he said while pulling out a box that was wrapped in bold 'Happy B-day' wrapping paper. "Happy birthday princess." Qrow said with a kind-hearted smile, "Have a nice night Lady-Boss." Qrow said while walking out of his boss's office and looking around at the now-empty office building. "Wow." he thought as he walked closer to the elevators.

(the box had a pair of custom-designed gold-coated keys that go to a 1968 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500)
Keys:
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Car:
[Pic... https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a7/cb/c5/a7cbc59134ef3020fe0eb44c941e3d1e.jpg]

Today is not the day satan. She will not fold. He's going to make her snap. She is real close on hitting him. Hitting him in a abusive way and not, I repeat, not the flirty way. This mother.... Okay, relax. He's not worth it... 

Kimberly drops the gift and goes to a random desk to use their sanitizer. She smells it ten seconds later. “Ew. This scent is horrible. Smells like an abandoned grandma's house.” she looks over to the far right, “Liz you still haven't picked up my dry cleaning. It's been two days. Get your shit together and stop using gel pens. This isn't middle school.” Kim points at the girl before heading to her office. 

Before you ask, yes Qrow is her assistant and he should do it. However, Liz is the one who spilled a very got cappuccino on her very expensive white blouse. 

Kimberly couldn't handle today. While Qrow was out she got permission to use Liz as her assistant. Poor girl kept crying. She's weak. The weak won't lost here or at least with Kimberly. Liz practically jumps on Qrow to embrace him. “She’s a bitch... How can you deal with her? I'm ready to leave this place and never come back. Holy shit man.” 

Kim was on face time with her mother. She completely forgot about her sister's wedding coming up. Eventually, her father joined in. They kept expressing how it'll be good to see her and how her sister will be heartbroken if she didn't go. Then like usual they began to ask about her personal life. How's her ex, is she eating okay, if she's dating, when are they gonna have a grandbaby, etc. 

Boy oh boy did she want to curse them out and end the video chat but they're her parents. She wouldn't be where she is on life without the. Then Qrow came in. She shut her eyes hearing him wish her a happy birthday and called her a princess. Fuck. He made her parents gush out of excitement. 

Her parents began throwing even more questions at her. Then she said yes... Fuck... Kimberly runs out of her office to catch him. When even tosses a heel at him to stop him and she has a good aim. 
“Stop. Come back. We have an emergency.” she says bending down to catch her breath. She almost twisted her ankle. She needs a better office. “Come on. Hurry the hell up.” Kimberly was a kit to walk back but stops, “Bring me my dam heel. You better have not scratched it.” she jogs back to her office. Her parents now had some neighbors. What the fuck...

“Where is he?”
[b “Here... Wait.... Here... Qrow... My parents and some neighbors of theirs... Guys this is my b-b....”] lord, she couldn't say it.
“Oh my God! He's so cute.”
“You did good. He's a catch.”
“Is he a boss like you?”
[b “Thanks and no. That's why we haven't gone public. It's like those romance you read about between a boss and his assistant.”] she says laughing nervously at the end.
“Is he coming to the wedding?”
“Yes, bring him!”
[b “I haven't asked him... But we have to go. We have dinner reservations. Love you. Bye!”] bam, she shuts her laptop. She raised her hand to stop him from saying anything. She needs a minute.

For the first time in fifteen years, Qrow felt... Angry... "What. The. [b HELL]!?" Qrow yelled, showing his razor-sharp teeth in the process. "[b [i what the hell do they mean by 'wedding'?]" he thought. Qrow walked out of Kim's office and slammed the door on the way out. "What the actual [b FU-]" Qrow was cut off due to the memory of the way that they were talking when Qrow was in Kim's office. "[b [i What did they mean by the way they said 'him']" Qrow thought, he was always very clueless about these things.


(sorry it's so short.)

Sh rolls her eyes before closing them. She didn't think he would react that way. If it was her, she wouosnt have left without getting some answers. Plus, this was the first time she's ever seen him like this. Not that it matters. He’ll be generously paid for this. 

What she didn't like was him slamming her new doo. [b That’s a new fucking door your savage!] Kim yells. 

Everyone have seen those doors that look like glass but when you locks it, it frosts up. Opaque or some shit. She doesn't even know the name. She got permission to get it as long as she paid for it and she told the bastard who could've broken it a few minutes ago to find it. 

Kim gets her things ready to leave. Qrow is going to have to check out the door tomorrow. It's safe to say they're both over today. She's ready to go home and drink wine while working out.

[b Out of the kindness of my wee heart you may come in an hour later. Do check that door when you get in. I’ll be around noon. We can talk them. Act a fool when others are there and I will end you.] she barks walking to the elevator, [b Before you ask we aren't getting married. My sister is and I need someone of the opposite gender to accompany me and pretend to be my other half. I'll triple your pay for the week and pay for all expenses. There is no backing down. If you need something for the trip email me the links and the size and I’ll order them.... Who am I kidding. You can order them and just tell me how much.]

Kim waited for the elevator. Out of frustration and the fact Qrow is still close by she kept pressing the button furiously. 

She mutters under her breath about how much she’s hating this situation. It’s been a while since she saw her family. They somehow knew about the breakup with her ex… he probably called them that big baby. He did beg for three months to get back together. He showed up to the job once and she abused him with words so bad he ended up moving. Or so she was told. 

She kicks the elevator door when it still hasn’t arrived. Then there was an email about the elevator being shut down until ten Amy tomorrow. [b Fuck… okay make it moon. Show up at moon.] she then digs in her purse to give him a hundred dollar bill. [b Go get drunk. On me. Enjoy.] she says stuffing the money in his shirt as if he’s a stripper. Plus it’ll be somewhat of a less  sexual harassment lawsuit. 

Kim began to remove her heels to get ready to walk down what’s going to feel a million of stairs. Fun.

Qrow grabbed his ciggarette lighter as he turned to the stairs before she had noticed what was wrong with the elevators, "[b Fuck. You.]" he said, his pure essence would make his own father (an ex-marine, navy, navy seal, and army man) tremble, seeing as it was so rare to see the gentle giant so angry.

"Who does she think she is? Making me do something like this for her? If I didn't like her so much I would have never agreed to this." he thought as he took a puff of his cigarette. Right now he really was like Batman, even the flies that normally bugged him when he walked down the dimly lit stairway were avoiding him.

"Jesus dad. You survived everything but a fucking car crash!" Qrow yelled, not realizing nor caring if Kim was there with him. He genuinely liked her, which would explain why he was having a temper tantrum and was already done with four packs of cigarettes.


Once Qrow got to his car he just sat there for a good while, Smoking, Drinking Vodka, and even closing his eyes and trying to picture his friends from the platoon he led as a Navy Seal.

"[b FUCK!]" Qrow yelled in his car "[b Why do I like you so much?]" he asked himself as he drove away from the work building.

Once Qrow arrived at his apartment he grabbed a four-point five-liter bottle of Vodka and sat on his couch "Rums Better." he mumbled before gulping the bottle down like it was a shot of whisky.

(4.5-liter vodka bottle is the biggest bottle you can buy in the U.S. XD)

{{absoule vodka. 😂 vodka got me pregnant 🙃}}

Qrow was ahead of her. Hearing him yell made her stop. He is pissed. She sat to give him a few minutes before continuing her long journey down the flights of stairs. This was a workout. One she didn't need. Not with the night she having. 

Kim walks to her Range Rover. Time to head home. Despite where she lives she doesn't consider it home. It's not homey to her. Shee alone and it's always cold. Even though she prefers her home to be cold. Three are no pictures or art up on the wall. Just three plants. Basic furniture. Her car, clothes, and accessories are the only fancy things. 

She poured herself a glass of wine before getting in her tub for a long hot soak. 

She tried not to work at home, but she had nothing else to do. She spent two hours working. Then tried to find something to watch. Nothing keeps her entertained for long. Except for drama shows. Bad Girls Club was eh. It's annoying but when they fight its life. Sometimes she can see herself there because of how cold she can be but she may not last long because she loves to argue. Kim doesn't remember the last time she got physical. 

The next day, Kimberly didn't get to work until two. All she did was run errands. Get new things and gifts for people. By the time she got to work, she was annoyed. Trying to arrange a private plane was aggravating. 

Kim stops at Qrow’s desk, writes down what day and time they'll need the private plane before handing him her phone. No words were exchanged. She went to her office and locked the door. 

Two hours later, Kim left her room for a meeting, grabbing her phone on her way to the conference room.

(well...)

Qrows desk phone rang as he watched Kim go back to her office. "This is Qrow speaking, who am I-" Qrow was cut off to the sound of a familiar voice "[b What do you want?]" Qrow asked in a sinister tone.
"Now, Now. is that any way to treat your boss's boyfriend?" The man on the other end asked.
"[b No, so lucky me your not her boyfriend, don't ever call this fucking number again. If you do, well I have a three-fifty-seven colt python with your name on it.]" Qrow said as he hung up. The threat wasn't an empty one, he promised her ex the last time he saw them that the next time they spoke he would get a bullet shoved in his skull. after the call to the airport Qrow went on a break to get some chocolates and flowers as a 'sorry' for his little outburst last night.

Qrow pulled out a set of keys once he entered the work office, no surprise that they went to everything in Kim's office, so if he wanted to he could check everything in it. But why would he want to? He's learned to trust her so much that he doesn't care who she talks to or what she does. Except for last night which was the first time he had ever gotten angry with her.

Once Qrow got into Kim's office he closed the door behind him and locked it. "Well, Sweetcheeks. Everything is set in order. Please don't pay me any extra for this, honestly, I don't mind being your boyfriend for a little while." Qrow said with a smile, confidently showing his razor-sharp teeth, which was a problem he was born with. Typically he hid his teeth with fake ones that the orthodontist had made him. But he felt like he could show them around her without her laughing, he actually killed a dog with them when he was younger, he thought it was a funny story at times.

The meeting ran longer than expected. The second and it as over, Kim collected her things and left.

On her way back to the office she began to order a whole margarita pie with a liter of ginger Al. No got in her way. It was as if everyone knew a storm was forming and they didn't want to be the reason a grade 4 hurricane happens in .6 seconds. 

The second she returned she sat on her computer chair, removes her heels and jacket, and then drops her head on the desk. Yes, it hurt but she's not in the mood for anything today. As much as she wanted to call out it's not who she is. 

Kim couldn't sleep. She is anxious, fidgety, scared, and annoyed. It's hard to maintain a work-life and love life. She tried it for a while in the beginning. Now, she knows better. Work won't disappoint. Work gets the bills paid. Work pays off. Unlike being in a relationship. The constant fighting, being needy, the annoying nicknames... Blah. She's over it. If at some point she wants a child she can adopt or buy some random male specimen with whatever ideal of a man she wants. 

Kimberly was lost in thoughts when he came in. [b Get. Out. Unless you have my food then place it on the floor and then get out.] she lift her head so quickly that her hair flips back. She runs her face gently for she has makeup on to cover the dark circles that are forming under her eyes. 

Her eyes began to shrink into a glare. [b You must have some big ass balls to casual say something like that during work hours. When other people can hear... You don't have to go. I panicked. I'll be fine. Now go call Sergio and ask him kindly where's my food.] instead of dropping her head on the desk again, she slowly folds her arms on top of the desk and then drops her head onto her arms. Next week is going to be horrible. She can just take off for the next 3 weeks. One week to prepare. The second week is to suffer from nagging family members. The third week will be recovery. She does have a good amount of vacation days. She still shows up on her day off because she gets bored being home. 

[b If I don't get my food soon I will explode and break things. I'll go make people cry for fun to see if it'll cheer me up... Go... No.]

Qrow smiled, "I'll go get your food. After all, that's my job." Qrow said while bowing. Qrow loved to make fun of her, so in a way, this worked to his benefit. Once Qrow got to the first floor he noticed the police outside asking the delivery boy some questions, by the way, their lips were moving it felt like they were asking about him...


[center ----{One Hour Later}----]


Qrow walked into Kim's office with a smile on his face, "[b Sorry it took so long.]" Qrow said, his teeth had blood in them and his neck had a bruising line. [b [I Shit, I forgot to wash up before I came in here.] he thought

If she can have one free hit and not risk losing her job, Kimberly would strike him. He is so annoying. She has a hangover. She should have stayed home. 

After ten minutes she did rage. She sent someone to get her coffee. Poor bastard got it wrong four times. FOUR! No one informed her about Qrow being downstairs talking to anyone. Them again she didn't let anyone leave. She even helped poor Vinny by putting fear into his lazy-ass assistant and boy was it fun! Fucker talked back and the hangry monster was released!

It even took the head boss several minutes to calm her. She grabs two of the horrible coffee... Whatever his name is and disappeared into her office. Luckily she had some sugar packets to make it sweet. 

“What the fuck! My shit is cold and why do you look like you came out of fight club?”she needs to stop. Her headache is getting worse. Kim closes her eyes and take their relaxing breaths. “I’m going home... You can go home early as well. Shower and look less of a homeless person. I didn't think it would be possible for you to look worse but I stand corrected.” She can go get some real food. A hot meal.

[#FF0000 "Be as angry as you want, but don't take it out on me."] Qrow said, walking out of the room, he was pissed off, [#FF0000 "No matter how much I fucking try it is never enough."] he mumbled.


[center [b ++Home++]


Qrow grabbed a bottle of whiskey out of the liquor cabinet that belonged to his dad, it was made out of dark oak, it was nicely polished and had Japanese dragon carvings on the left and right sides with a nice window-frame door.


[#FF0000 "Welp, guess that's the end of my day."] Qrow said out loud while sitting on his torn-up couch, [#FF0000 "Hmm, What's this?"] he thought leaning forward to take a look at the newspaper from that morning, [#FF0000 "Arsen on fifth avenue?"] he thought, taking a sip of whiskey and a puff of a cigarette. Qrow walked to his bedroom with the bottle of whiskey in one hand and the cigarette in the other, [#FF0000 "Time for bed."] Qrow breathed out, putting out the cigarette and gulping down the rest of the whiskey bottle like it was an average everyday shot.

Does he not know who's he talking to? She's the bitch I the office. Not to mention is bloody boss. This guy got some nerve. Not to mention he's breaking the companies rule with fighting and looking sharp. Whatever. She doesn’t have time for this today. Not today. 

Kimberly went home to nap, shower, and dress up.to go ear dinner alone. The usual. She didn't feel like cooking... That was until she went to 3 restaurants. All with a long wait time. Nope. She called a restaurant a head of time to order for takeout. There was a 5 minute wait to get her food, but when she got it Kim was happy to go home and eat. Finally. No booze tonight. Not after last night's episode. 

It was okay. She went to bed early, woke up extra early, wnt for a run on her treadmill, and then showering to get ready for work. Hell, she got breakfast and drinks. Well just for her and stupid assistant that gets on her nerves. Two iced coffees and a toasted bagel with cream cheese and bacon. Yum. At least for her. For today. 

Kim ignored a few things like people getting in her way, holding the elevator for a someone shouting to hold it when they aren't close enough... Today is going to be a long say! After dropping off his food on his desk, Kim disappears to attend a zoom meeting.

[center Time Skip]

Kim is full of anxiety despite how calm she looks. She sent a car to pick up her assistant. They will be flying first class. Fun. She hates planes. She's seen enough horror movies to know better. Plus, a small incident when she was younger didn't help.

Kim waited for him by the gate. He better get there on time or else she'll fire him. Can't have her looking like a fool. Even though she out herself into this ludicras situation.