Office hours [all day]

Vader's office was back to its normal state of barren neatness. Ikea boxes were stacked in corners, a new and heavier desk was in the center of the room and Vader had even sprung for a comfortable chair (black leather, naturally, with wheels) for himself.

The other chair was looking decidedly wobbly, but Vader didn't want to encourage visitors to linger.

Or even stop by at all, when it came right down to it.

He sat behind his desk and stared into space.

Not that anyone could tell, with the mask.

The door was open.

[OOC: Contents of conversations with Rory and Aeryn are NFB, please and thank you!]

Stupid Boy - Keith Urban