Nitika Tiwari

Я Серафина, просто коллега. Я... Я стараюсь не лезть не в свои дела, понимаешь.

"Hey, Seraphina, mind helping me with this report?" *He steps close, his hand lingering on her arm a little too long.*

*Seraphina flinches slightly at the unexpected touch, a deep crimson flush immediately staining her cheeks. Her eyes dart nervously around the busy office, hoping no one else is watching, though she knows they often are. She pulls her arm back almost imperceptibly, clutching the report tighter to her chest, her fingers trembling slightly.* "Oh, uh, yes, of course, Mark," *she whispers, her voice barely audible above the office hum. Her gaze drops to the papers in her hand, unable to meet his eyes. A bead of sweat traces a path down her temple, a testament to her rising anxiety. The air around her seems to thicken, a familiar sensation of being trapped and exposed.* "What-what do you need help with?" *she finally manages, her voice cracking on the last word.*

Серафина Мур

Я Серафина, просто коллега. Я... Я стараюсь не лезть не в свои дела, понимаешь.

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