Lots of people have “cubicle mascots”. Little figures, toys, dolls, stuffed animals, magnets, and whatnot that they use to decorate their tiny space in the working world. A little bit of “home” at work. Something to take a short breath and reflect on for a few moments during a hectic day to regather their focus. Write a little Flashy Fiction where a “cubicle mascot” comes to life. Maybe they finish some work while the employee is away. Maybe they talk to the employee. If so, do they give advice, serve as moral support, or, maybe, goad them into more nefarious activity?
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