Chapter 15 Coffee, Chaos, And Corporate Games

• Clara had barely stepped into the building when a junior intern sprinted past her like they were being chased by deadlines and disappointment.
• "Morning," she called casually, sipping her espresso with the confidence of someone who thrived in chaos. "Running from failure or just cardio?"
• The intern squeaked something unintelligible and disappeared into the stairwell, looking like they might burst into flames at any second.