In the middle of the afternoon, Michael was sat busy in his office. He was finishing up the paperwork for their spring show next month.

There was a light knocking on the door.

“Come in,” said Michael. With a twirl of his finger, the doorknob turned and opened the door.

In walked the lower half of a woman, wearing fit jeans and ankle boots. Her body started at her feet and ended at her waist as a stump. The stump openly showed a cross-section of her viscera.

Michael paid the truncated visitor no mind as he returned to his work. The woman’s legs navigated around his desk, stopping beside him and turning their back to him.

“Hmm?” He turned to the legs and noticed that their back pockets contained a card and a flower. He took the card and opened it.

Michael,

I’m not sure if the others got you anything, but I wanted to get you something. Right after I moved into the complex, my mom insisted that I put a plant in my room, so she got me a pair of orchids. They wilted and died in like three days. The other day, I found and got a pair of fake orchids that looked exactly like them. In the other back pocket is one of them. I want you to have it.

I still remember the first time you did magic on me. I thought you were just a magical pervert who found tying up and chopping up women hot. I guess that makes two of us. I know I give you a hard time about it, like how you give me a hard time about my many pairs of ankle boots. I think it’s because you’re not a very good boss, but you are a very good friend, the best even.

Anyway, while [my boyfriend] has my heart, I’m glad knowing that you have my back, and know that I have yours. Thank you for getting me. Happy Valentine’s Day.

Love,

Suzy

P.S. Please don’t keep my legs for too long. [My boyfriend] is coming to pick me up for dinner soon, and I would like to be whole for that.

Michael gave a timid smirk. Taking the orchid from her pocket, he produced a vase from a drawer and put the orchid inside. He placed the orchid beside his monitor.

When her pockets were emptied, Suzy’s legs turned toward Michael. He noticed that they seemed to be waiting for something, so he pulled them in for a side hug. He then pecked her stump, right at her exposed spine.

Released from the hug, Suzy’s legs backed up and stood there for a while.

“Thank you, you can go now,” Michael said. He then caught himself. “Right, you can’t hear.” He lightly smacked her butt twice.

Suzy’s legs seemed to understand, and off she went, exiting the office.

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Later that night, Suzy, whole again, entered the living room. She noticed that the TV was on.

“Michael, I thought I told—“

She stopped herself as she entered the living room proper. Michael was lying on the couch, asleep in front of the TV.

Suzy took unfolded her coat hanging from her arm and covered Michael. She also turned off the TV. She leaned in and planted a peck on his temple.

“Sorry, I’m late,” she muttered under her breath.

She shut off the lights in the living room, before entering her room.