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NONE OF THESE ARE APPROPRIATE.

Lana:

Ask him about work-life balance.

Ava:

Boo.

Ask him about stamina.

Ruby:

I’m muting this chat.

Sienna:

No, you’re not.

Ruby:

I AM.

Trey:

Try it.

We’ll just show up at your desk in person.

Ruby:

…

You monsters.

Ava:

Listen, babe.

One night turned him into a simp with a tailored suit.

This is destiny.

Or hormones.

We support both.

Ruby:

I have to go.

He’s sending an email.

Help me.

Pray for me.

Or bury me.