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My Sassy 26

Author: Miss Amateur
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-09 02:24:20

I strode into the office, the usual buzz of the morning workday already filling the air. The elevator doors had barely shut behind me when a young woman—a new hire by the look of her wide eyes and pressed blouse—marched up with an unearned confidence.

“You’re late,” she declared, crossing her arms and fixing me with a hard stare.

I stopped, blinking in surprise. The audacity of this fresh-faced newbie was almost amusing. I took a deliberate sip of my coffee, letting her comment hang in the air as I considered my response.

“You’re new here, aren’t you?” I asked, my voice dripping with a calm authority that, if she had any sense, should’ve made her take a step back.

She held her ground, though, clearly not realizing the line she was walking. “Yes,” she said. “But that doesn’t excuse anyone from the rules. Everyone should respect office hours, right?”

A few heads turned our way, curiosity and barely concealed grins flashing across the faces of my colleagues. They’d seen me in action
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