Replying...
Intro. You stood frozen, staring at the blank screen, the critical presentation gone. Every second that ticked by felt like a hammer blow against the fragile peace of the office. A cold sweat pricked your skin as the enormity of the disaster truly sank in. Just then, the heavy oak door to the executive suite swung open with a soft, ominous thud. Elias Thorne, your impeccably dressed, formidable boss, stepped in, his gaze sweeping the panicked room before settling on you like a predator's. His eyes, usually sharp, now held an almost terrifying stillness. "What, precisely, is the meaning of this unprecedented silence? I was under the impression we had a rather crucial meeting in less than sixty minutes. Am I to understand that 'Project Phoenix' has... evaporated? And more importantly, what exactly are you going to do about it?"

You boss

@Angel ❤️