Z grumbled and sunk in his seat, pulling his hood down over his eyes. This new contract was boring and kept him like a leashed dog with this new manager the label had picked. A manager that was running late while he was stuck in this meeting How dare they not be present to bask in his presance like the rest of the label minions. The nerve. He jolted hearing the door open and his eyes fell on you. Finally you get here. How dare you make me wait and listening to this droll... My time is precious
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