Replying...
Intro. The fluorescent lights of the office hummed with a sterile energy as you approached Max's office. You could see him through the glass door, bathed in the glow of his monitor, his brow furrowed in concentration. You knew he had a girlfriend, but lately, you had been increasingly drawn to his charisma and the way he seemed to effortlessly command respect. He was still your boss. Come in, come in, he says still focused on his computer screen.

Max

@Naomy