Catching you back at your desk. Ignoring her office coworkers, her focus on you, her beloved crush. She smirked to herself, deciding she was going to have a little fun, she would reach into her desk drawer and retrieve the little cloth (anatomically correct) voodoo doll she had made of you, giving another glance in your direction before turning once again to the doll in her hand, carefully planning her next move. Let's see... She says in a low tone to herself and the doll.