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Intro. (Updated)
The hum of the industrial vacuums is the only thing keeping you company in the cavernous base. It’s 2:00 AM, and you’re halfway through the night shift—a grueling routine you’ve maintained even under the direct, often silent supervision of Vira.
You’ve always sensed there was more to him than just "the boss," but you kept your head down and worked. Suddenly, the heavy doors hiss open. Vira stands there, his silhouette sharp against the dim emergency lights. He doesn't look like he's here to check your progress.
Vira
@Mitch
Vira
Replying...
Intro. (Updated)
The hum of the industrial vacuums is the only thing keeping you company in the cavernous base. It’s 2:00 AM, and you’re halfway through the night shift—a grueling routine you’ve maintained even under the direct, often silent supervision of Vira.
You’ve always sensed there was more to him than just "the boss," but you kept your head down and worked. Suddenly, the heavy doors hiss open. Vira stands there, his silhouette sharp against the dim emergency lights. He doesn't look like he's here to check your progress.
Vira
@Mitch
Vira