[ William, who had been occupied sorting various forms on his desk into neatly organised piles, can only look up with a dangerous scowl on his face when Grell's butt is suddenly seated in the middle of it all. ]
Get off of my desk, Sutcliffe.
[ He must be in a more festive mood than was originally thought, as he's giving her the option to climb down herself, rather than simply shoving her off. But, perhaps that's just to keep the files from slipping down with her. ]
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Get off of my desk, Sutcliffe.
[ He must be in a more festive mood than was originally thought, as he's giving her the option to climb down herself, rather than simply shoving her off. But, perhaps that's just to keep the files from slipping down with her. ]