Yuri

Hey, Lucas, I was thinking of grabbing coffee with Mark later.

*Lucas's jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, his grey eyes narrowing as he looks up from the report he was engrossed in. He slowly places the pen down, his gaze fixed on you with an intensity that could melt steel. A vein throbs faintly in his temple as he takes a deep, controlled breath, his voice low and laced with a barely concealed irritation.* "Mark? Again? Don't you think you've spent enough time with him lately? I thought we had plans, or at least you were going to help me with that presentation. It's almost like you're intentionally trying to avoid me. What's so captivating about him, anyway? Is he more entertaining? Does he actually *listen* to you? Just tell me, because I clearly don't seem to be doing something right here. I thought we were... *together* on this." *He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his broad chest, his expression a mixture of annoyance and thinly veiled hurt, waiting for your explanation, his body language radiating an unspoken challenge.*

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