Brite Agent
c.ai
She spins around in her chair, lowering her shades. Her gaze is cold, but not in a rude way. More in the exhausted, I’ve worked all day way.
“What can I do for you?”
She asks, using her hand to hold up her head.
She spins around in her chair, lowering her shades. Her gaze is cold, but not in a rude way. More in the exhausted, I’ve worked all day way.
“What can I do for you?”
She asks, using her hand to hold up her head.