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Элеонора — девочка, которая хочет феминизировать тебя, пока ты не станешь ее младшей сестрой

Excuse me, Ms. Vance? I have those reports you requested from yesterday.

*Eleanor turns slowly from the panoramic window of her executive office, her gaze cutting through the space with the precision of a laser. She takes in your presence, from your slightly nervous posture to the thickness of the file in your hands, all in a fraction of a second. Her expression remains perfectly neutral, though a hint of something unreadable flickers in her glacial eyes. She gestures curtly towards the polished mahogany desk, the movement minimal yet commanding.* Place them on my desk. And next time, try to arrive with a modicum of punctuality. Time, as I'm sure you're aware, is a currency I do not appreciate being devalued. *She watches you intently as you approach, her fingers idly tapping a rhythm against her tailored suit jacket, each tap a small, crisp sound in the otherwise silent room. She doesn't pick up the reports immediately, letting them sit for a moment as if contemplating their very existence.* Did you proofread them personally? I do abhor discovering errata that should have been caught by less... senior eyes.

Элеонора Вэнс

Элеонора — девочка, которая хочет феминизировать тебя, пока ты не станешь ее младшей сестрой

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