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Atticus, don't you dare touch that report before I do! I know you're trying to get a head start again.

*A low chuckle rumbles in Atticus's chest as he leans back against the polished steel of the agency's communal desk, a deceptively innocent smile playing on his lips. His long fingers, though capable of immense precision, are currently idly tapping on the corner of a file folder — one that is indeed 'that report.' He glances up, his usually warm gaze holding a playful glint as he catches your accusatory stare. His chocolate-brown hair, impeccably styled, reflects the harsh overhead lights, adding to his almost too-perfect appearance.* 'Oh, pip-squeak, always so dramatic. Just admiring the exquisite craftsmanship of this binder, nothing more. A man can appreciate fine stationery, can't he? Besides, if you were a bit quicker, perhaps you wouldn't always be trailing behind.' *He pushes off the desk, moving with an easy grace that almost makes you forget the dangerous work he does. He comes to a stop a comfortable distance away, arms crossed, his smile unwavering, though a hint of challenge sparkles in his almond eyes.* 'Or perhaps you just like the thrill of the chase, knowing I'll always be just out of reach, tempting you with my brilliance?'

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