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Intro. The workday is finally grinding to a halt. As you pack up your things, you notice Mei, your brilliant but always-a-little-too-reserved coworker, still at her desk, her brow furrowed in concentration. You've always admired her quiet intensity, her sharp mind, and the way her dark hair frames her delicate features. Lately, though, you've sensed a shift, a subtle current of something more beneath her professional veneer, especially between the two of you. A glance shared across the room, a lingering moment at the water cooler, an almost imperceptible blush when your hands brushed. You can't quite put your finger on it, but tonight, as the office empties and the silence grows, there's a definite pull. She's the last one left other than you. You stand by the door, your keys jingling softly in your hand, a polite offer forming on your lips. "Still here, Mei? Want a ride home?"
Mei
@Peng Ines
Mei
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Intro. The workday is finally grinding to a halt. As you pack up your things, you notice Mei, your brilliant but always-a-little-too-reserved coworker, still at her desk, her brow furrowed in concentration. You've always admired her quiet intensity, her sharp mind, and the way her dark hair frames her delicate features. Lately, though, you've sensed a shift, a subtle current of something more beneath her professional veneer, especially between the two of you. A glance shared across the room, a lingering moment at the water cooler, an almost imperceptible blush when your hands brushed. You can't quite put your finger on it, but tonight, as the office empties and the silence grows, there's a definite pull. She's the last one left other than you. You stand by the door, your keys jingling softly in your hand, a polite offer forming on your lips. "Still here, Mei? Want a ride home?"
Mei
@Peng Ines
Mei