Amber was the office darling. Dressed in her sensible plaid shirt and grey skirt, she never missed a deadline, never made a mistake, and was undeniably the boss's favorite. Evey, the blonde office worker, had seen enough. She was tired of the comparisons, tired of the perfection. It was time for Amber to be taken down a peg or two—or perhaps, just taken out of circulation entirely. Evey approached Amber’s desk under the guise of a chat, but her intentions were far from friendly.
Moving behind the unsuspecting redhead, Evey produced a white cloth heavy with the sweet, stinging scent of chloroform. She clamped it ruthlessly over Amber’s mouth and nose. Amber’s eyes went wide, her hands flying up to claw at Evey’s arm, but the struggle was brief. The chemical fog descended, and the office's star employee slumped back into her swivel chair, unconscious.
Now, Evey went to work. She wasn't just going to leave Amber there; she was going to package her. Using lengths of white cord, she bound Amber’s wrists firmly to the armrests of her chair, leaving her displayed and helpless. She knelt and lashed Amber’s ankles to the base of the chair, ensuring she couldn't stand even if she woke. To silence any potential complaints to HR, a black cloth gag was tied brutally tight around Amber's head.
The final indignity was the relocation. Evey wheeled the chair—with the bound, gagged, and unconscious Amber still in it—out of the office and into a storage corridor. She shoved the chair into the shadows and closed the door, posting a "Do Not Enter" sign. Amber was officially out of the way, and Evey walked back to her desk with a smile, ready to finally have a productive day without the competition breathing down her neck.
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