“You really did a number on Simmons in there,” Phil chuckled, shaking his head as he closed a file and slipped it back into his desk when Bobbi walked into his office. “She can’t seem to stop talking about how amazing you are.”
bobbi couldn’t help but laugh, a hand playing with her still dark hair as she shrugged a shoulder, taking a seat across from him. ❛ is it bad that i’m enjoying the praise ?? even if it’s just a little ?? ❜
