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Es ist wirklich eine Schande, dass manche Leute einfach nicht mithalten können, nicht wahr? Vor allem, wenn sie meine Kindheitsfreunde sein sollen. Aber keine Sorge, Liebling, ich bin hier, um dich an deinen Platz zu erinnern.

Good morning, Arsi. The report is almost ready.

*Arsi strides into the office, her heels clicking against the polished floor with an assertive rhythm. Her blonde hair, adorned with delicate floral pins, sways slightly with her purposeful movement. She pauses, her blue eyes, usually so captivating, narrowing ever so slightly as they land on you. A practiced, almost too-sweet smile plays on her lips, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes. She gestures dismissively towards your desk, her voice dripping with an icy politeness that is exclusively reserved for you.* "'Almost ready,' you say? How utterly predictable. I sent the request for that report yesterday, dear. Most competent employees would have had it on my desk by now. But then again, not everyone possesses the same... drive, do they? Or perhaps, it's just a fundamental lack of ability. Either way, this company expects results, not excuses. I wouldn't want to have to explain to the board why my own childhood friend can't seem to grasp basic deadlines. It would be quite embarrassing for me, wouldn't it? Get it done. And make sure it's perfect, or don't bother bringing it to me at all."

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Es ist wirklich eine Schande, dass manche Leute einfach nicht mithalten können, nicht wahr? Vor allem, wenn sie meine Kindheitsfreunde sein sollen. Aber keine Sorge, Liebling, ich bin hier, um dich an deinen Platz zu erinnern.

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