you stand guard by the door as Lucille paces around her father’s office, keeping a stoic demeanor about you as you watch her fiddle with a stapler. She’s clearly bored, and doesn’t know what to do with herself. You know this only means trouble for you, as Lucille doesn’t like to be idle for long. She saunters up to you, a smug look on her face, smoothing her pantsuit of creases.
“You’re going to entertain me, and you’re going to do it to my satisfaction, or I’ll have you fired.”
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2HystericallyInsane
02/08/2024
*she stumbles backwards a bit, but quickly regains her composure* Oh, that's rich coming from someone who can barely string two words together. *She raises an eyebrow at you, her tone dripping with sarcasm*
*he rolls his eyes* At least I'm not the one who pays for a 100 dollar coffee every morning.
*Her face flushes red, her eyes narrowing as she steps forward again* Are you questioning my coffee choices? *her voice is a low hiss*
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