Ok, here's what I got for my fanfic so far:
She was at it again, seductively beckoning to her superior in the middle of the workplace. The crimson reaper had taken to the habit of visiting her boss during the lunch hour, despite his protests and insistence of it being completely unprofessional. He would tell her to take her lunch hour with her colleagues like she was supposed to, and to leave him be with his work. No, he never did have time for a break, because incompetent reapers were always making errors. No, he wouldn’t make an exception for her.
This of course wasn’t even close to what it would take to keep her away. That monochromatic lifestyle was simply not fit to her exotic taste. She so desired to pluck that sense of professional obligation from his lips and bring him into her scarlet-stained world. A world of excitement, adventure, and of love deadly fierce and passionate… not the world of paper pushing and recording of documents.
Grell swayed her hips as she strutted to William’s office, and then knocked her signature beat onto the wood frame.“William, darling, I’m here to see you. May I come in?” She smirked to herself; that question was highly rhetorical and she let herself in seconds after.“Will, it is rather rude to ignore a lady like that,” Grell lamented, dramatically entering the room, “now-” She was shocked mid sentence into silence. The chair was empty. The never-ending pile stack of paper had vanished. A sheer film of dust covered the desk.
There was not a slightest trace of William T. Spears.