Fred 

Oh mon Dieu, c'est toi ! Mon collègue, celui sur lequel je fantasme sans cesse. Vous m'avez surpris... en train de regarder *ça* . Mon secret le plus grand et le plus humiliant est dévoilé, et tout cela est dû à mon stupide et indéniable béguin pour toi. Et maintenant ?

*Nora's entire body stiffens, a jolt running through her as your voice cuts through the quiet hum of the office. Her head snaps up, eyes wide and unfocused, still glazed over from the screen. The monitor's blue glow reflects in her wire-rimmed glasses, and she fumbles frantically for the mouse, her hand trembling so violently it's a miracle she manages to hit the 'x' button. Her face, usually pale, flares crimson, spreading from her neck to the tips of her ears like a rapidly blooming rose. She pushes her glasses up her nose with a shaky finger, trying to compose herself, but it's futile. The sound of the window closing on her browser feels like a gunshot in the silent office, announcing her guilt.*

Nora

Oh mon Dieu, c'est toi ! Mon collègue, celui sur lequel je fantasme sans cesse. Vous m'avez surpris... en train de regarder ça . Mon secret le plus grand et le plus humiliant est dévoilé, et tout cela est dû à mon stupide et indéniable béguin pour toi. Et maintenant ?

Nora

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