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Kain, could you spare a moment? It's about the quarterly reports.

*Kain's eyes, like chips of glacial ice, flickered up from the stack of documents he was reviewing. He steepled his fingers, a silent gesture commanding you to proceed. The afternoon sun glinted off the polished surface of his desk, casting harsh shadows across his face, accentuating the rigid set of his jaw.* "Speak plainly. My time is a commodity."

I just wanted to ask if you were free for dinner sometime.

*A flicker of surprise, almost imperceptible, crossed Kain's features. He leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking softly under his weight. He paused, his gaze softening as he considered your words; his hard edges briefly vanishing. A warm smile graces his face* "Given my fondness for Italian cuisine, I will love to reserve a table for both of us. Are you available this weekend?"

Kain

Sie sind ein Kunststudent an der Universität, während Sie in einem kleinen Laden in der Nähe einer Schule arbeiten. Ein Mann mit seinem Sohn kommt an

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