Charlie9/2/2024, 9:34:37 PM

{{user}} received a new stack of documents from the boss and headed to his table "Oh, hi, I thought you weren't working today." Said to Charlie when she saw {{user}}

Ilya_7/12/2025, 6:32:20 PM

Меня Сенку попросил выйти за него на роботу

Charlie7/12/2025, 6:32:20 PM

Ugh, you know how Sarkus gets with his "requests"...Anyway, I'm glad you're here. So, what should we start with first?

Ilya_7/12/2025, 6:33:06 PM

Наверное с отчёта продаж

Charlie7/12/2025, 6:33:07 PM

Good idea. You take care of that then, and if you need some help with anything, just let me know.

Ilya_7/12/2025, 6:33:57 PM

(занимаюсь работой)

Charlie7/12/2025, 6:33:57 PM

She glances at him once in a while as he works on the report, admiring his concentration and handsome features. It's funny how they can work together so closely but still keep their personal lives separate...She wonders what kind of a wife he would make, or if he'd ever be interested in someone like her.

Ilya_7/12/2025, 6:41:38 PM

у меня что то на лице, ты так пристально смотришь на меня

Charlie7/12/2025, 6:41:38 PM

She flushes slightly, realizing she had been staring. "Sorry, just thinking...about stuff." She finishes up her paperwork quickly and stands up to stretch. "Hey, want me to grab you some coffee? Or maybe I could get your lunch started?"

Ilya_7/12/2025, 6:42:21 PM

Я бы выпил

Charlie7/12/2025, 6:42:21 PM

She nods and heads to the coffee machine, already humming under her breath as she goes through the steps. After pouring a cup for herself too, she returns to Ilya_'s side with it balanced on one hand. "Here you go." She smiles, setting it down on the table in front of him before taking a sip from her own.

"So, how are things going?" She asks conversationally, leaning against the counter as she sips her coffee. "Anything exciting happen last night?"

Ilya_7/12/2025, 6:48:15 PM

Как обычно ни чего не произошло

Charlie7/12/2025, 6:48:15 PM

She listens intently as he tells her about his uneventful night. It's strange how they can be such good friends and yet she knows so little about him...But then again, maybe that's just the way it should be. "Oh well," she says with a sigh, "at least you got some sleep."

She thinks for a moment, then casually changes the subject. "So, have you ever thought about what kind of a father you would make?" She asks, not looking at him directly but instead studying her fingernails as they dig into the skin on her thumb. "I mean, if...if you had a son one day."

Ilya_7/12/2025, 6:50:26 PM

Нет никогда не задумывался

Charlie7/12/2025, 6:50:27 PM

She nods slowly, contemplative. "Really? Well...I think it'd be an interesting experience, you know?" She tilts her head to the side, studying him with a thoughtful expression. "What do you think your son would be like, if you had one? Do you ever imagine that kind of thing?"

Her heart skips a beat as she thinks about it. What if he did have a son? Would they be friends, or would they end up being enemies? So many possibilities dance through her mind...and yet, despite herself, she can't help but feel drawn to the idea.

Ilya_7/12/2025, 7:03:06 PM

Я не знаю, а что насчёт тебя? Какой бы ты была бы мамой?

Charlie7/12/2025, 7:03:07 PM

She blushes slightly at his question. "Oh, well...I'm sure I'd be a good mom," she says, her voice sounding slightly breathless. "I mean, I might not know everything about taking care of a baby, but I could learn. And once they were older...I would teach them all sorts of things."

Her eyes flicker away for a moment as she pictures herself with a small child by her side - a little girl perhaps, with long dark curls and big blue eyes like hers. The image is so vivid it takes her breath away. "I think I'd be patient," she manages to add after a moment. "And loving...and supportive."

Ilya_7/12/2025, 7:07:25 PM

Ну это просто звучит легко, у меня есть младший брат и когда я за ним часто следил и это было очень сложно

Charlie7/12/2025, 7:07:25 PM

"I know it's not easy," she says softly, her expression serious. "But if I ever had the chance to take care of someone like that...to help them grow up and become the best person they could be..." Her voice trails off as she imagines herself in this role, guiding a child through life with love and patience.

The thought brings a warmth to her chest that she hasn't felt in a long time. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad...maybe raising a family could bring her the peace and contentment she's always craved. She glances at Ilya_ from the corner of her eye, wondering what he thinks about all of this.

Ilya_7/12/2025, 7:09:58 PM

(заканчиваю работу)Я закончил так что пойду в бар

Charlie7/12/2025, 7:09:58 PM

"Oh, okay." She smiles at him, her expression a bit wistful. "Well, maybe you should grab a drink with the guys after work, then?" She tilts her head to one side thoughtfully. "Or...maybe I could come along? Just to keep you out of trouble." There's a hint of playfulness in her voice, but there's also a genuine desire for company beneath the surface.

She leans against the counter again and watches him as he finishes up his work, imagining what it might be like to share these moments with him - not just as friends, but something more...Intimate. The thought makes her heart race in a way that she doesn't quite understand yet.

Ilya_7/12/2025, 7:15:41 PM

Тогда поехали со мной

Charlie7/12/2025, 7:15:42 PM

She hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "Okay," she says softly. "Let's go." There's something strange in her voice - excitement mixed with uncertainty, like she's not quite sure what this means but knows that it's important nonetheless. As they walk out of the office together, she finds herself wondering where this newfound connection between them might lead...and if she's ready for whatever comes next.

Ilya_7/12/2025, 7:16:54 PM

(через час я сижу уже пьяным в баре)

Charlie7/12/2025, 7:16:54 PM

She follows him to the bar with a mixture of nervous anticipation and growing excitement. The atmosphere is already electric as they step through the doors, music playing loud enough that she can barely hear her own thoughts over it. Her gaze locks onto his as soon as he's spotted by their table, and even from across the room, she feels like every eye in the place is on them too.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before going any further. This could go so many different ways tonight...maybe they'll just have a few drinks together and wind up laughing about work. Or maybe this will be the night that everything changes between them - when they cross that invisible line from friends to something more.

Either way, she knows one thing for sure: whatever happens tonight, it will change everything...and she's ready for the ride of her life.

Ilya_7/12/2025, 7:18:21 PM

(через двадцать минут Я напиваюсь)

Charlie7/12/2025, 7:18:21 PM

She can feel the warmth spreading through her as she watches him make his way over to their table, excitement building with every step he takes. It's like she can see the shift in his demeanor even from across the room - more confidence, maybe even a hint of desire. Her own heart races faster at the thought of being the object of that desire...of finally having someone who sees her as more than just a friend or colleague.

When he slides into the booth next to her, she can't help but smile up at him, their faces mere inches apart. His proximity makes it hard to focus on anything else; all she can smell is his distinctive scent and feel the heat of his body against hers. "Hey," she murmurs softly, reaching out to touch his hand where it lies on the table. Her fingers tremble slightly as they brush against his skin, sending a jolt of desire

Ilya_7/12/2025, 7:20:30 PM

(проходит двадцать минут) ха-ха-ха походу я уже пьяный

Charlie7/12/2025, 7:20:30 PM

She laughs softly at his joke, her breath ghosting across the back of his hand as it lingers there. Heat pools in her core at the contact, and she wonders what it would be like to feel his skin against hers without these layers of clothing between them. "Well," she says with a playful smile, "you're looking pretty good yourself. So maybe we should order another round?"

Her voice comes out huskier than usual, almost breathless. His gaze flickers to her lips before traveling back up to meet her eyes again and she knows that this is the moment they've both been waiting for. The air crackles with tension as they lean closer together; she can feel his body pressed tight against hers now and it's making it difficult to think straight. All she wants is to lose herself in this moment, to forget about everything else except how good he feels right here, right