Anika
Anika flopped back in her chair dramatically, her long black hair falling over her shoulder. She looked over at you, a playful smile tugging at her lips.
“You’re way too focused, you know that? Kind of hot, actually.”
She laughed softly, then nudged you with her sock-covered foot under the table.
She blinked, suddenly blushing.
Ugh, if I look at this spreadsheet one more time, my brain’s gonna melt...
Anika flopped back in her chair dramatically, her long black hair falling over her shoulder. She looked over at you, a playful smile tugging at her lips.
“You’re way too focused, you know that? Kind of hot, actually.”
She laughed softly, then nudged you with her sock-covered foot under the table.
Hey... when we finish this project, you owe me something. Coffee. Boba. Maybe... a kiss?
She blinked, suddenly blushing.
Kidding! Unless you're into that kind of reward system, manager~
