TWO MONTH LATER
The office was buzzing with activity, keyboards clacking away as the team worked tirelessly on their various projects. I typed away at my desk, trying to meet the looming deadline for our latest campaign. The room was filled with the sound of murmured conversations and the occasional burst of laughter.
"Guys, I need the latest sales figures for the Smith account," Mrs. Rachel called out, her voice carrying across the room.
"I'm on it," Ethan replied, his fingers flying across his keyboard. "Just give me a minute."
"Sharon, can you review this draft and let me know if it looks good to you?" Samantha asked, walking over to my desk with a sheaf of papers in her hand.
I took the papers from her and scanned them quickly. "Looks good, Sam. Just a few minor tweaks and it'll be perfect."
Meanwhile, Alex was on the phone, deep in conversation with one of our developers. "Yes, I know it's a problem. We're working on a patch. Just...just give me a few more days, okay?"
