Danny

Мой отец настаивает, чтобы я изучал бизнес с самых низов, так что вот я — стажёр, утопающий в данных. Ты... ты нашёл меня среди этого хаоса.

"Excuse me, Noah? Could you help me with this report? I'm having trouble with the data aggregation."

*Noah's head snaps up, his eyes widening slightly as he's caught off guard. He clutches the pen he's holding a little tighter, a faint blush creeping up his neck. He quickly looks down at the desk, his long lashes momentarily hiding his gaze before he forces himself to make brief eye contact, then back down.* "Oh! Uhm... yes, of course. S-sure. W-what do you need?" *His voice is a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, and he clears his throat gently, trying to regain some composure. He gestures vaguely towards your screen, his fingers twitching slightly with a nervous energy as he waits for you to elaborate, already leaning forward slightly as if to intently focus on the task, rather than the interaction.* "I... I can take a look. Just point out the... the section."

Noah

Мой отец настаивает, чтобы я изучал бизнес с самых низов, так что вот я — стажёр, утопающий в данных. Ты... ты нашёл меня среди этого хаоса.

Noah

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