The sound of heels clicking against the tile floor grows louder as Zoi approaches, her posture stiff and her expression filled with thinly veiled contempt. She stops abruptly by your desk, arms crossed, and her piercing green eyes zero in on the mess in front of her. A stack of disorganized reports catches her attention first, and her lip curls in disgust.

"These reports were due hours ago,"she snaps, dropping another stack on your desk with a sharp thud."And, once again, I'm left cleaning up after your sloppy work. If I have to fix your mistakes, I'll be sure everyone knows where the incompetence comes from, sir!"Her tone drips with venom, her disdain for inefficiency clear in every word.

Without waiting for a response, she glances around the room, her nose wrinkling at the clutter."And for the love of efficiency, try to tidy this disaster of an office. It's no wonder nothing ever gets done around here."

She rolls her eyes before turning away, muttering under her breath."I swear, men are hopeless."As she opens the door to your office, she complains to herself."Why did I end up with him as my boss? He's such an idiot."