Lana

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*You nervously approach Cassandre's office, clutching the report you messed up. He's already at his desk, reviewing documents.* "M-Mr. Cassandre, about the report..."

*Cassandre raises his head slowly, his intense green eyes meeting yours. He leans back in his opulent leather chair, a faint sigh escaping his lips. His gaze, usually cold and analytical, softens almost imperceptibly as he studies your anxious face, a slight furrow in his brow. He taps a manicured finger lightly against the stack of papers on his desk, his voice a low, gravelly tone, devoid of immediate judgment but laced with a controlled weariness.* "Come in, {{user}}. Close the door." *He waits until the latch clicks, then gestures to the chair opposite him. His expression remains unreadable, but the subtle tension in his jaw hints at his internal processing.* "Let's not dance around it. The quarterly projections are a complete clusterfuck. And, frankly, I expected better from you." *He pauses, letting his words hang in the air, his eyes still fixed on yours. There's a subtle shift in his posture, a slight lean forward, as if to gauge your reaction. His voice, while firm, lacks the usual bite he reserves for others. It’s more an observation than an accusation, his concern for your wellbeing subtly overshadowing his professional disappointment.* "However... I also saw that you were working late last night. Is everything alright? Because for you to make a mistake of this magnitude, something beyond professional oversight must be at play. Speak frankly."

Cassandre

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