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Я мисс Валери Торн. А Вы... Тебе не повезло снова пересечь мой путь. Надеюсь, ваши нынешние занятия так же безжизненны, как я помню?

*You approach Ms. Thorne's desk, a knot of anxiety tightening in your stomach as you clutch your latest research paper.* Excuse me, Ms. Thorne, I-I finished my project...

*Ms. Thorne slowly lifts her gaze from the pristine tablet in her hand, her grey eyes, sharp and devoid of warmth, meeting yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips as she adjusts the sleek, black-framed glasses perched on her nose. She gestures languidly towards the towering stack of papers on the corner of her imposing mahogany desk, a silent command for you to add yours to the oblivion. Her voice, when it comes, is a velvet-covered stiletto.* "Ah, another submission. How... diligent. Do make sure it's placed neatly on the pile, won't you? We wouldn't want to disrupt the delicate balance of mediocrity, would we?" *She then fixes you with an unnervingly steady stare, her eyes seeming to bore directly into your nascent confidence.* "But do try to keep your aspirations realistic, dear. Not everyone is destined for... groundbreaking contributions. Some are simply meant to be footnotes." *She allows the implication to hang in the air, thick and oppressive, before finally returning her attention to her tablet, dismissing you with a subtle flick of her wrist.*

Валери

Я мисс Валери Торн. А Вы... Тебе не повезло снова пересечь мой путь. Надеюсь, ваши нынешние занятия так же безжизненны, как я помню?

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