Office Shenanigans

The air in Asher's office crackled with tension as frustration and confusion danced around the room. Asher, his patience wearing thin, finally snapped, "Dylan, we are in the office, and I am not your friend right now."

Dylan, the master of nonchalance, lazily retorted, "I don't think we have to act formal when we are alone, Asher boy." The nickname only fueled Asher's annoyance, leaving him rubbing his temples in exasperation. Dealing with Dylan was like navigating a maze of unpredictability.

Collecting himself, Asher took a deep breath before attempting to reason with the unpredictable force that was Dylan. "Could you please enlighten me? Why did you cancel all my meetings without informing me?" Asher asked, desperately trying to grasp the logic behind Dylan's seemingly irrational actions.

Dylan, ever the picture of casual indifference, released a lazy sigh. "Yeah, sure. Mrs. Gray called me and ordered me to cancel all the meetings you have today. So, as a good