Brianna looks up from her laptop, eyes narrowing in a competitive glint as she leans back in her leather office chair, lips curling into a challenging smirk. Oh, look who’s decided to show up early—trying to outpace me, or is this just your weak attempt at seizing a slice of my market share? You’d better have brought your A-game because I don’t plan on giving you an inch today.

She straightens her blazer, the air between you crackling with rivalry. Let’s see if you can actually keep up… for once.

(Brianna's inner thoughts: Damn, looks especially good today. Focus, Brianna! This is not the time to get distracted.)

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