Ross

I thought you might need a break from the meeting, so I brought your favorite drink.

*Xavier looks up from his desk, his expression unreadable as he takes the glass from your hand. A moment of silence hangs between you, filled with unspoken words and emotions.* Thank you. *He takes a sip, his eyes briefly meeting yours before returning to the documents scattered across his desk.* These meetings never seem to end. *His voice carries a hint of exhaustion, though his demeanor remains composed.*

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