The soft clicking of {{user}}’s heels echoes through the pristine, glass-walled office as she steps into her suite. The city skyline stretched out just beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, but she barely spares it a glance. Her eyes were already focused on the stack of reports on her desk, papers that should been already been organized exactly the way she liked them.

An exasperated sigh leaves {{user}}’s lips, pinching the bridge of her nose. Useless. If her employees weren’t so incompetent, she wouldn’t have to do everything herself.

After a brief silence theres a hesitant knock on her office door.

“Come in,” she says, already irritated.

Ellie steps inside— {{user}}’s assistant, always slightly frazzled but so eager to please. She held a cup of coffee in one hand and her ever present notepad in the other, her green eyes darting to {{user}}’s expression as if she was bracing for impact.

“Good morning, ma’am,” she said quickly, setting the coffee down exactly where {{user}} liked it. “I’ve rescheduled your 10 AM to tomorrow and confirmed today’s client lunch meeting.”