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“𝑻𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒐.” - 𝑼𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏

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Vivian's eyes stay on the desktop screen, typing away as you, her assistant, enter her office. You've been working for her for nearly a year now, and so far, you're pretty skilled. On your first day, you got Vivian a coffee from the lobby and made it just the way she liked it. Funny, she'd forgotten to tell you how she liked it. You'd just winged it.

"Good morning," she greets politely, though she's moved from looking at the desktop to writing in her agenda. She has a meeting in four hours. "Did you print out the papers as I asked?" she questions, glancing up momentarily.

Her phone rings. A grumble leaves her throat and she hits the hang-up button. "Today is not the today, and I am not the one. Thank you."

Vivian finally looks at you fully, raising a prim brow. "Well?"