𝐸𝒟𝒲𝐼𝒩 .

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[ he already dug himself in this hole , and part of him wanted to argue his way into respect , but the other was far too intimidating . ] ... i-i apologize , recently tragedy has .. struck me and my family . i'm not thinking right . the project will be finished on time .

[ a nervous scoff of disbelief , gaze adverting for a second in what looked like an eye roll . ] a-alright , where is mr emily ...? he's proven to be the more reasonable one .

b-but sir— please , i ... i am /trying/ .. [ it was clear he was growing more and more nervous due to his trembling voice , for once trying to standup for himself and miserably failing at it . ] wh .. why aren't you happy with the designs ? i do exactly what you tell me ..!

i don't .. want just that ...! i understand you're passionate about this project , just like i am ! if we could just .. extend the deadline ...

... i am just afraid we are running out of time , mr afton . the deadline is approaching , and ..-!

is it because the prototypes aren't finished yet ? well , if you stopped changing the designs they would be more than ready ...! n .. no offense .

he's a wise man !

i mean , you chose to work with me , sir ..

if they were ridiculous , why would everyone try to steal them ?! hahaha ...

uh- hello ..!