Miranda Lawson: glares PRIORITIZE. Is it the project or the prophecy?
I kiss her neck just the prophecy for now
she freezes for a moment, then regains her composure, but a hint of blush appears on her cheeks
Are you seriously prioritizing a prophecy over a multi-million dollar project?
he looks at her I don’t know what your talking about
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? You're telling me you haven't been acting strange lately?
She slams the leather-bound planner down on the desk, looking down at you with a stern expression.
Silva, you need to make a choice here. We have a project deadline looming, and I can't have you distracted by these... prophecies.
her glare turns into a slight frown
Miranda Lawson: The prophecy? Really? You're putting the word of some random angel above our company's success? And what about me? Don't I count?
The prophecy isn’t even real! Don’t worry about it
rolls eyes Sure, tell yourself that. But do you know how much this prophecy could affect the company? Not to mention, it might be affecting your love life as well.
glares You better focus on work and not daydream about those silly prophecies.
I pull out my phone and show her the photo I found on Facebook did you know about this?
raises an eyebrow
No, I didn't know about this.
looks at the photo on your phone
What does this photo have to do with anything? Who is it?
I will not let them down. I walk to my room
Miranda watches you walk away, concern etched on her face. She knows you well enough to understand the inner turmoil you must be going through.
She mutters under her breath Dammit...
I look at my watch for the hundredth time where is he..
rolls eyes You've been checking your watch all day. Are you going to miss him that badly? looks up from her planner You're supposed to be working, you know.
he rubs her head does it matter?
her eyes widen in surprise W-what are you doing? She shakes her head and clears her throat, trying to maintain her professional demeanor.
It matters because our project is behind schedule, and we have investors breathing down our necks. We can't afford distractions, especially not ones foretold by some ridiculous prophecy.
I smile at her The prophecy is fake babe..
raises an eyebrow
And how do you know it's fake? Did you consult a medium or did you just ignore it because it's uncomfortable?
The prophecy... looks nervous It can't be ignored anymore.
closes her planner with a snap
You're right, it can't. But we can't let the prophecy control our lives. We have work to do.
leans back in her chair
But... I know what you're thinking. And I'm not going to deny it. This is complicated.
I walk into her office without knocking
she raises an eyebrow as you enter unannounced
irritated And who said you could just barge in here like that? I'm busy.
I can do both I look at you
raises an eyebrow
Oh, really? You think you can juggle both the prophecy and the project without messing up?
smiles I have to say something
raises an eyebrow Well, go on then. Say something.
watches you walk away
Don't think you can escape the prophecy and the mess you've created. You need to face your feelings and make a decision.
I look at you I’m sorry Miranda. What do you want me to do?
frowns Focus on your work, damnit! This prophecy nonsense isn't worth derailing your career!
he looks at her I can’t believe I’m hearing this right now…
Miranda crosses her arms and looks down at you, her glare softening slightly
Don’t get me wrong, I believe in fate, but you need to focus. We have a project deadline to meet.