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Zee patted the top of the steering wheel with her index finger as she asked herself why she hadn't turned back already. She could be home right now, watching some crappy TV show, reading, maybe crying? Anything would be better than going back to Archer's place. It never brought her anything positive but somehow she kept getting bragged there. "It's important that y'all are there with me for the sake of ISIS!"—She could still hear his mother's whiny voice in her head. Malory was definitely becoming paranoid. She'd heard that her son was having some kind of PTSD after that Lucas Troy situation, and him wanting to get married to an ex-russian spy didn't make it any better. She didn't even know who that guy was. She didn't even work as a field agent! Why did Archer always make his problems everyone's sake? Neither Pam, Cheryl or Zee should be getting into this kind of things, they had their own departments to rule so why would she be 'necessary' in any way here? She stopped asking questions to herself as she parked the car in front of Archer's building.

"Stupid nepo baby,"—she thought as she entered by the luxurious gate —"everything he wants comes to him given on a silver plate." She sighed heavily before pressing the elevator's button. She unbottoned her coat and took a deep breath; suddenly, a blonde guy stopped the doors closing with his shoulder. He was probably rounding Archer's age and he wore a red tracksuit. "What is a guy dressed like that doing in a building like this?"—Was the first thing that passed her mind. She tried to not give it much thought as she got to Archer's penthouse's floor.

Almost everyone was right in front of his door waiting for her, so she accepted her destiny and joined. The curse of the further events turned out to be even more concerning because surprisingly (not that much), Malory thought it was a fantastic idea to have a shooting at her sons place to stop his wedding. Not only that but, like...five minutes later, all of them were so happy for them and celebrating their love! She was so done with this people. Everything was becoming mildly quiet when that weird guy broke up at Archer's penthouse, and straight up opened his chest. He was...mechanical?

"Barry?!"—Screamed Archer, in horror. Barry's insides twitched and twisted, then a dry chuckle made her get out of her stunt. It didn't last long until guns were drawn out again. Naturally, as someone who didn't know how to react to a shooting against a cyborg, the panic didn't let her move. Her breathing was uneven and she could swear her knees would give up anytime soon and crumble on the floor, but before she could properly try to calm down and analyze the situation, that robot/cyborg/man was pushed towards Zee's direction, who gripped Barry's jacket tightly, trying not to fall, causing an even worse result, as both of them fell down the building.

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For a few seconds, consciousness came back to her, just enough to see what happened around her. Suddenly, all the pain that came with crashing on top of a car after getting thrown of a building punched her. She felt her ribs getting crushed, Barry had landed on top of her. You know, that guy who was 75% iron and other metals? That one. He was moving, she tried to see what it was, and found him taking Katya's dead body off of his own alive (does he count as 'alive'?) one. Oh. So they weren't crying and whining for her, they were sobbing for that russian bitch that they had only met this morning. Great. She couldn't complain much, y'know, now that she was dead. Or at least she was. It all turned black and she didn't feel, didn't hear anything. She had been there just two seconds ago but now she just...wasn't. Until suddenly, her eyes opened in a familiar place. Was she at Krieger's lab? Her body felt weird, cold, and strangely alive. She felt alive, but at the same time, she didn't feel anything. Nothing at all. Just knew that she was back. The door opened, it was indeed Krieger. "Oh, fantastic! You're back!" Zee's head hurt just from hearing his voice, it was as if he slowly took bites out of her brain slowly—if she still had one of those, anyways.

Dwight has a very dominant personality and even when he acts as a kiss-ass with Michael almost all of the time, we can see him trying to assert his dominance and power multiple times. On the other hand, we also see Michael being very submissive with EACH ONE OF HIS PARTNERS (without counting Jan because she's a SA'er). He likes to give himself for his partners and even when he always tries to seem as "the man" in front of Dwight just to impress him, we've also seen how in a lot of scenes he just grants him everything he wants sooner or later. Furthermore, I think that in their dynamic Dwight would be a service top AND LET ME TELL YOU WHY:

First of all, as I said earlier, Dwight likes to assert his dominance, but both with Michael and with Angela, and we can see how he shows his most vulnerable side, trying to reassure them as much as he can.

(S4 EP13, "Dinner Party")

(S3 EP10/11, "A Benihana Christmas")

For this reason I think he'd be a service top, since he wants to be in charge of everything but shows his soft, caring side to his partners; On Michael's side it's more complex, because he always tries to prove that he's manly, that he's the exact stereotype of the white straight man, but it's so obvious he isn't, and I'm not making that up, even the actual characters of the show think so, not to mention his INSANE crush on Ryan. But anyways, he's still just an insecure man who wants reassurance and care, which are things Dwight would be glad to give him. Perhaps I think Michael would enjoy it, he's someone who needs attention from people and Dwight has proved that he's also capable of giving him PLENTY of it.