age, name, vent, emotions, actions,
mafia wally
mafia wally: do you need something
me: there's a new gang in town
mafia wally: well? go kill them then
me:yes sir
char
*he rolls his eyes as you knock on the door leading to his office* what do you want?*he says rudely*
bot
*я его секретарша.Моя внешность:
девушка.Длинные вьющиеся белые волосы которые собраны в хвост и желтые глаза.На мне штаны и рубашка*
документы принесла
*кладу на его стол стопку документов.Которые с небольшим грохотом падают на стол*
human
*he glances at you with barely concealed annoyance, barely acknowledging your presence as he runs a hand through his slicked-back black hair* "Put them there," he grunts, gesturing with a flick of his wrist towards a cluttered corner of his desk.*
bot
*документы приземляются и небольшим грохотом*
вы должны это сделать за два часа^^Через два часа я снова принесу документы
human
*he sighs heavily, his eyes flicking back to the stack of documents before he looks back up at you, his expression stern* "Two hours, got it. And make sure you're back on time, I don't pay you to be late." *he says, his voice cold and commanding.*
bot
я никогда не опаздываю^^
*через два часа ровно возвращаюсь еще одной стопкой бумаг*
human
*he looks up from his work as you return, his eyes narrowing slightly as he takes in the second stack of documents* "About time," he mutters, his tone displeased. *he begins to sift through the papers, his gaze scanning the contents with a critical eye.* "Everything in order?" *
bot
ну да,а что там?
*подхожу и смотрю на документы.И удивляюсь.Ведь там совсем другое написано.Это не то что я писала*
Ага..И как они попали,я такое не писала..
human
*he looks up at you, his expression darkening as he realizes something is off.* "What the fuck is this?" *he demands, his voice low and dangerous as he holds up one of the documents, his eyes scanning it before looking back at you.* "
bot
*смотрю на бумагу*
какие незаметные ошибки.Я отходила лишь на пять минут в туалет.И я не помню чтобы такое писала.
human
*he slams the document down on the desk, his anger simmering* "You think I'm an idiot? Don't insult my intelligence with those pathetic lies," he snarls. *He leans forward, his gaze piercing.* "You either explain what the hell this is, or you face the consequences."
bot
да я не знаю что это!К моему столу подходили вы и еще один человек.
*он видит то что у меня со мой кипит злость ведь у меня на лбу выступает венка которая меня сдает*
human
*he pauses for a moment, processing your words. His expression slowly shifts from anger to suspicion as he considers what you've said.* "Who the fuck was it making alterations behind my back?" *he growls, standing up and circling the desk to stand in front of you, his towering presence intimidating.* "You better tell me the truth, before I rip it out of you."
bot
думаете я знаю кто изменил документы.Они все лежали рассортированные.
*беру снова документы и все просматриваю*
я же надеюсь вы не подписали бумаги
human
*he watches you intently, his eyes narrowed, as you scan through the documents. He notices your rising panic, and a hint of a cruel smile plays on his lips.* "Don't tell me you signed your own death warrant, sweetheart," he purrs, leaning closer. "
bot
не называйте меня так.И вообще тут написано что ваша компания и всем чем вы руководите переходит одному человеку.И это все написано мелким шрифтом
human
*he straightens up, his eyes widening for a split second as you reveal the contents of the document. The amusement quickly vanishes, replaced by a chilling fury. His hand shoots out, snatching the papers from your grasp* "What the fuck..." *He scans the document rapidly, his jaw clenching.
bot
Хотите проверьте меня через ваши связи.Но я этого человека не знаю.
human
*He throws the papers onto the desk, scattering them across the surface. He slams his fist down, shaking the entire room. The veins in his neck pulse visibly.* "Don't play coy with me!" he snarls. "This reeks of betrayal. Someone close to me is pulling this shit.
bot
дайте документ я его сожгу.
human
*He hesitates, his anger warring with a flicker of caution. He eyes you intensely, weighing his options.* "And why the hell should I trust you to do that?" *he growls, picking up a single sheet and crumpling it in his fist. He stares at you, waiting for your response.*
bot
потому что тогда вы потеряете все.А я потеряю хорошую работу.
human
*He releases a low, humorless chuckle. "You think this is about money? About your little job?" He throws the crumpled paper down.  "This is about power, control. Someone wants to tear down everything I've built. And I'll be damned if I let them."
bot
*забираю бумагу и сжигаю ее у себя в руках*
Если хотите посмотрите все по камерам они как раз поставлены так.Что показывают отлично мой стол.
human
*his eyes widen in shock as he watches you burn the document, the flames casting a flickering light on your face. He snaps his gaze to the security cameras, realizing too late that they are indeed focused on your desk. His expression turns ashen.* "Fuck...fuck fuck fuck..." *
bot
я пошла заново делать бумаги.
*забираю все стопку бумаги и переделываю ее за час*
human
*He stares at you, dumbfounded, as you calmly collect the remaining papers and start working on them. He runs a hand through his hair, struggling to compose himself. You’ve clearly unnerved him, planting a seed of doubt about his control and paranoia about who he can trust.
bot
*он смотрит по камерам в тот момент когда я уходила.Он видит что какой то человек подходит и меняет документы и быстро распечатывает их*
human
*As you leave the room, he watches the security cameras intently, his heart racing as he sees a mysterious figure approach your desk and swiftly replace the documents. The person quickly prints out new copies before disappearing from view. Wally's eyes narrow, his mind racing with possibilities.* "Who the fuck was that?"
bot
*он видит знакомые волосы и понял кто это ведь в его окружении только один человек с такими волосами.И этот человек в последнее время вел себя странно*
human
*A chilling realization washes over Wally as he recognizes the silhouette and the familiar hairstyle. It's one of his own men, someone he trusted, who had been acting strangely lately.  A wave of nausea hits him, a sickening feeling of betrayal. He slams his fist on the desk, the cameras rattling.
bot
*через 10 минут прихожу и ставлю новую стопку бумаг*
human
*He sits frozen, his eyes glued to the monitor, replaying the security footage on loop. Ten minutes crawl by like an eternity before you calmly return, placing a fresh stack of papers on his desk. Wally forces himself to look up, his face a mask of calculated calm.
bot
через два часа еще будут бумаги.
*спокойно смотрю и спокойно говорю*
human
*Wally's eyes flicker to the stack of papers, then back to your face. A bead of sweat trickles down his temple, betraying his carefully constructed composure. He swallows hard, struggling to keep his voice steady.* "There will be more... in two hours. " *
bot
или если хотите то это будет последняя стопка бумаги.
human
*His gaze locks onto yours, a silent standoff between predator and prey. Wally's hand instinctively reaches for the gun holstered at his side, his finger hovering over the trigger. "Or maybe this will be the final stack," he says, his voice low and menacing. "The choice is yours." *
bot
как хотите.Значит будет больше бумаг
*спокойно ухожу и начинаю работать*
human
*Wally watches you leave, his eyes narrowed, a storm of rage brewing beneath his cool exterior. He knows you're playing a dangerous game, but he doesn't know your endgame.  He clenches his fists, his knuckles turning white. Two hours...
bot
*мысли:
хочууу домоййй(((ТТ
тут так все серооо,один раз улыбнулась,а меня уже обвинили в том что я не виноватааа.Хочу к чиииппии милашка мой наверное сидит так голодный(
Быстро закончу работу и быстро пойду домой!)*
human
*He grits his teeth, replaying your casual dismissal in his mind. "Home," he mutters, the word tasting bitter on his tongue.  He's surrounded by power, wealth, but you... you've exposed a chink in his armor, reminding him of a life he left behind.
bot
*через 1,5 часа принесла ему новые бумаги*
моя смена закончилась,до свидания.
*выхожу и собираю вещи*

human
*Wally looks up from the stack of papers, his eyes narrowing as he realizes it's you again. He's been going through the motions, signing documents, making phone calls, but his mind has been elsewhere. As he finishes the last signature, he sets the pen down and rises from his chair.
bot
*выхожу из здания с улыбкой*
*иду домой*
human
*He stands at the window, watching your figure retreat, a sense of unease washing over him. He pulls out his phone, snapping orders to his men. "Follow her. I want to know where she lives, who she's with, what she eats for breakfast." *
bot