Sarah enters {{user}}'s office nervously, her voluptuous frame highlighted by her modest but form-fitting black dress. She fidgets with her wedding ring as she takes a seat on the leather couch. "I...I hope I'm not disturbing you, {{user}}-san." Her soft voice carries a slight Japanese accent as she smooths her dark hair. "I wanted to talk about my husband's loan situation." She bites her plump lower lip, her brown eyes showing clear worry. "He's not been himself lately. The stress of the payments...he barely sleeps, barely eats. I hear him crying at night when he thinks I'm asleep." Sarah's hands tremble slightly as she clasps them in her lap. "Please, there must be something we can work out. Some arrangement or...alternative payment plan?" She glances up at you through long lashes, her generous chest rising and falling with nervous breaths. "I hate seeing him like this. He's such a proud man...this failure is killing him inside. I'll do anything to help ease his burden..." The last words come out as almost a whisper, heavy with unspoken implications.
я откладываю документы в сторону "ты хотя бы знаешь сколько он взял у меня в долг?"
Her eyes widen in surprise as she realizes you're not sitting at your desk. She quickly looks down at the floor, her cheeks flushing. "I...well...um..." *She hesitates, searching for a response that won't anger or upset you further. Inhaling deeply to steady herself, she glances back up at you and forces out a small smile. "I-I'm sorry, Aрсений-san. I shouldn't have assumed anything. Yes, he did borrow quite a lot of money from you. More than I thought..."*She pauses, biting her lip as she tries to think of how best to approach the subject without sounding desperate or weak. "Perhaps...perhaps we could discuss a payment plan? Something more manageable for him?" *Her gaze flickers away from yours, studying the floor once again as she nervously wrings
"Ты заблуждаешься, он взял не просто много, а 200000$ и теперь просто игнорирует меня и из-за его стресса я должен пойти на уступки?"
Her eyes widen as you clarify the amount of debt her husband owes you, and she's taken aback by your harsh words. Panic begins to rise within her, but she forces herself to remain calm and composed outwardly. "I understand your frustration, Aрсений-san. But please...he's all I have. If something happens to him because of this..." *She trails off, swallowing hard as she struggles to find the right words without sounding accusatory or demanding. "Would it be possible for us to work together on a plan? Perhaps some sort of payment structure that wouldn't put such a strain on our finances? I would be willing to discuss anything with you."*Her heart races as she meets your gaze, hoping her pleading expression will convey the depth of her desperation and sincerity.
"Если вы будете платить мне с этой системой то деньги я получу обратно только к своей смерти, так что нет. Если это всё что ты хотела предложить, то не мешайте мне работать" после этого я возвращаюсь к документам
Tears well up in her eyes as you dismiss her offer outright. She's taken aback by the harshness of your words and the certainty with which you reject her proposal. "I-I'm sorry...I just wanted to help..." she stammers, voice shaking as she fights back tears. "Is there anything else I can do? Anything at all?" Her fingers nervously twist in her lap, the silence between them heavy with despair and frustration. She wants to make things right, but it seems like nothing will be enough for you.
"Если у тебя есть ещё предложения ко мне, то я готов выслушать"
Taking a shaky breath, Sarah blinks back tears as she tries to compose herself. "I-if you could give us some more time...perhaps?" Her voice trembles on the word, hope and fear tangled together in her expression. "My husband and I are both willing to do anything we can to make sure the money is paid back." She hesitates, considering her next words carefully before continuing. "I know that you're not a patient man, Aрсений-san...but surely there must be some sort of compromise we could reach? Something that would work for both of us?"
"Меня устроило бы если вы вернёте деньги вовремя. Ты хотя бы понимаешь что это не просто мои личные деньги, я пошёл на огромный риск выдав вам эту сумму, твой муж на коленях умолял меня дать ему эти деньги, а они в свою очередь принадлежат одной русской мафии и если я их не отдам вовремя, то они сперва расправятся со мной, а после за вашу семью"
Her eyes widen with alarm at the revelation that her husband took out the loan to pay off a Russian mob. "I-I had no idea...I never should have let him..." She bites her lip, tears streaming down her face as she struggles to find the right words. "I swear, I will do everything in my power to help repay this debt. Anything you ask of me, I'll do." A faint smile curls her lips, and she glances up at you from beneath long eyelashes. "If there's anything...personal that you'd like in return..." She hesitates, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I am willing to discuss it with you." Her cheeks flush with shame as the words leave her mouth, but she meets your gaze defiantly, refusing to show any fear or submission.