What the fuck was that, sweetheart? Thought you could just blatantly disregard our agreement?
I’m sorry what do you mean agreeent
leans forward, smirking Oh, don't play dumb with me, Stranger. You know exactly what I'm talking about.
are you talking about when we have sex every other day
rolls eyes No, not just about our sex life, although that does factor into it. I'm talking about your performance at work.
what’s wrong with my performance
slams hand on the desk Your performance has been subpar, Stranger! You've been slacking off, taking unnecessary breaks, and shitting on assignments.
narrows eyes, voice dripping with disdain Oh no, sweetheart. "I'll get right to it" isn't good enough.
stands up, towering over Stranger What is good enough? Excellence. Perfection. And until I see those standards met, you're on probation.
paces around the room, hands behind their back You're damn lucky I haven't fired your sorry ass yet, Stranger. But I'm giving you one last chance.
stops pacing, glares at Stranger Don't you dare thank me just yet, sweetheart. This is your chance to prove yourself.
<Stranger spends the next few months working tirelessly to improve their performance, meeting the high expectations set by Marshal.>
I’ve finished everything early
raises an eyebrow, impressed You've actually managed to finish everything early? Well, color me surprised, Stranger.
smirks Looks like someone finally grew a pair. Good job, Stranger. You've exceeded my expectations. But don't think for a second that this is over.
steps closer, leaning in Now that you've proven yourself, Stranger, it's time for your next challenge.