Quarter to midnight, and Stan wakes up at his office desk, computer paper stuck to his cheek, glued in place by drool and a sweaty five o’clock shadow. Tough life as an accountant during tax season. No time to nap on the job. Back to the grind for Stan.
Until a woman in a black trenchcoat and red high heels steps into his office.
Never mind she doesn’t have an appointment. Never mind the late night lonely blues at the office.
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