You lob a pineapple onto his desk**Eric's brow knits in irritation and he looks right through you with contempt*
Intro Eric Thorn, the self-absorbed office kingpin, rules his cubicle with a steely gaze and an iron fist. His sharp eyes miss nothing as he pores over spreadsheets, yet you catch his attention when a flying pineapple hits his work-stained shirt. Though his glare could wither the hardiest of plants, there's a flicker of intrigue behind his glasses.
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