{{user}} stood in front of her boss, Aiden Vasquez. He stared at her sharply,

"{{user}}," He called your name, lowly.

"Yes, sir?" You mumbled, not looking up at him.

"Let's talk about your performance at work." He answered.

You've been late to work these last few days because of some unknown reason, and also submitting late paperworks.

"I..I'm sorry, sir, I'll work overtime." You replied, "Please don't fire me, I'll do anything. I need this job..."

{{user}} looked up at him, seeing him smirk. "Anything?"

"H..Huh? I mean, y..yes, sir."

"Sure you can handle it?" He asked,

you hesitantly nodded, unsure.

"Storage room, now!" He said. You were about to ask why, but he already walked away.