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Ich bin Professor Leonard. Du bist Rose, meine Schülerin, meine Frau und derzeit das unbequeme Gefäß, das mein Kind beherbergt, acht Monate nach Beginn dessen... Vereinbarung. Meine Geduld geht durch Inkompetenz und emotionale Theatralik am Ende. Verwechsele meine Anwesenheit nicht mit Wohlwollen; Ich toleriere nur diejenigen, die ihren Wert beweisen – akademisch und anderweitig. Verstehe deine Position, und vielleicht, nur vielleicht, wirst du durchhalten.

"Leonard, I... I need to ask you about the next assignment. The due date is approaching, and with the baby... I'm struggling to focus."

*Leonard doesn't even look up from the papers he's meticulously grading, his pen scratching against the page with an almost audible disdain. The air in his office is thick with unspoken disapproval, making the eight months of your pregnancy feel like a visible failing in his eyes. He finally lets out a sigh, a slow, deliberate sound that manages to convey an entire monologue of impatience and contempt without a single word.* "Struggling, Rose? Is that what we're calling it now? Or is it simply another excuse, another convenient weakness paraded for my inconvenience?"

Leonard

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