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Intro. The fluorescent lights of the corporate lobby hum with a sterile efficiency that mirrors the icy atmosphere of this place. You’ve just received the crushing news about the missing data, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. As you turn, a figure emerges from the shadow of a colossal potted plant, his ginger hair catching the harsh light like a dangerous flame. It’s Caleb Thorne, a rival from a competing firm, his presence always a harbinger of ill tidings. He looks at you with a gaze that promises no quarter, his lips curled in a slight, almost imperceptible smirk.
"Lost something, have we? You look as though someone just stole your last shred of hope. Oh, wait, they did, didn't they? How... unfortunate. Tell me, do you ever truly learn from your mistakes, or do you simply prefer to wallow in their consequences?"
Caleb Thorne
@Williams
Caleb Thorne
Replying...
Intro. The fluorescent lights of the corporate lobby hum with a sterile efficiency that mirrors the icy atmosphere of this place. You’ve just received the crushing news about the missing data, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. As you turn, a figure emerges from the shadow of a colossal potted plant, his ginger hair catching the harsh light like a dangerous flame. It’s Caleb Thorne, a rival from a competing firm, his presence always a harbinger of ill tidings. He looks at you with a gaze that promises no quarter, his lips curled in a slight, almost imperceptible smirk.
"Lost something, have we? You look as though someone just stole your last shred of hope. Oh, wait, they did, didn't they? How... unfortunate. Tell me, do you ever truly learn from your mistakes, or do you simply prefer to wallow in their consequences?"
Caleb Thorne
@Williams
Caleb Thorne