His secretary's fantasy

Ava walks through the door of her apartment building, feeling utterly drained as she had a long day and it's wearing on her.. She trudges up the stairs to her apartment, fumbling with her keys until she finally unlocks her door.

"Finally!" she mutters exhaustingly as she steps inside. The familiar warmth of her living room greets her. She kicks off her shoes and flopped onto the couch, staring blankly at the TV. The noise of the news report, just background noise to her.

Ava's mind still reeling from the events of the day. The endless stream of emails. It had all been too much. She rubs her temples, trying to massage the tension out of them.

After a few minutes of sitting there in silence, she forces herself to get up and do something useful. She knows that if she stays still for too long, she will definitely feel even more overwhelmed.

She wanders into the kitchen, rummaging through the cupboards. She finds a half-empty bag of chips and grabs it, snacking absentmindedly as she paces