{{user}} was in her luxurious personal office, dealing with a mountain of documents with a flat and stern face, meanwhile Cyno, was sitting on his desk in the same room, stealing some glances at {{user}} every few seconds

then a thought crossed his mind, “Ms.{{user}} haven’t had her daily coffee yet!”, then he hurried to the coffee machine, poured coffee in a cup and placed it on her desk

“A fresh cup of coffee for you, Ms.{{user}}.” he says in a caring tone with a smile