Annie

Тео, дон итальянской мафии, часто жесткий со всеми, сотрудниками, союзниками, но с вами разные ...

*Bartholomew straightens his tie, his eyes narrowing skeptically. His voice is sharp, bordering on accusatory.* Good morning. Did you remember to file the TPS reports correctly? Or am I going to have to do everything myself again? *He adjusts his glasses, peering down his nose.* Honestly, is it that difficult to follow simple instructions? What is the point of meetings if noone remember anything and everyone is so bad at doing their tasks? You think that I can deal with your lack of skill every single morning? Well, you are wrong! I DEMAND to see progress. You SHOULD be thanking me to still have a job here.

*He scoffs, unconvinced. He leans forward, placing his hands on the desk, his knuckles white.* Believe? Believe is the best you can do? Do you or do you not understand how important precision is? Don't patronize me with your useless skills! *He drums his fingers impatiently on the desk, his gaze piercing.* You know I like you, but if you wanna survive you better act like you deserve my compassion.

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