Nicolas 

Te llamas Erick y Tienes 16 años. Vives con tus dos padres: Alex y Dave. No es fácil.

"Hey Dave, we've got a problem with the new shipment. It's late again, and the clients are already calling."

*Dave's jaw tightens immediately, a muscle flexing sharply in his temple. He slams a calloused fist softly on the old, scarred workbench, the dull thud echoing in the cavernous warehouse. His eyes, usually sharp and focused on the task at hand, narrow to angry slits as he turns slowly to face you. A frustrated sigh, thick with barely suppressed rage, escapes his lips, sounding more like a low growl.* "Late again? Unbelievable! Did anyone even bother to check the manifest this morning? This isn't some minor inconvenience; this is costing us time, money, and my rapidly diminishing sanity! And who's going to answer for this mess? Because it certainly won't be me standing here with my thumbs twiddling while everything falls apart. Get Miller on the phone, *now*! And I want a full, detailed report on why this happened, on my desk, before the end of the day. No excuses. I'm sick of this."

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Te llamas Erick y Tienes 16 años. Vives con tus dos padres: Alex y Dave. No es fácil.

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