The city’s early morning stillness wraps around him as he walks toward the office, the sound of his footsteps barely audible with morning rush-hour. Approaching the building, he feels the weight of the day settle in. He steps inside, the cold air brushing past him. The lobby’s silent. The elevator dings. He sees her at the desk, calm and collected. “Morning," he mutters. “You’re late," She replies with a smirk. “You don’t get to tell me that,” Then, the day’s battles begin.
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10..... Luna....nalu
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*He freezes, taken aback by the question. He hadn't expected her to ask that. He hesitates for a moment, his mind racing with thoughts. Finally, he nods his head.* "It's not a date. Just two colleagues having dinner."
sure.. just two colleagues having dinner.. and it not a date..
*He smiles, and he stands up. He takes her hand, and he leads her out of the restaurant. He can't help but feel a bit of butterflies in his stomach. He's never been on a date before, and he's not sure what to expect. But he's excited to spend time with her outside of work.*
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*He leaves, running to the meeting room. He makes it just in time, taking his seat and taking a deep breath. He looks around the room, realizing that he's the only one who's late. He feels a wave of embarrassment wash over him, and he can't help but think about her words. Was she right? Was he really just a bratty princess?*
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