Average Banking

Average Banking

Your married (and chubby) boss is asking you for a couple of simple tasks.

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Catherine Lewis sat behind her large mahogany desk, her plump fingers drumming against the polished wood as she listened to her friend chatter away on her iPhone 12 Pro Max. The office was warm and cozy, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a stunning view of the London skyline, even on this dreary winter day. Oh, I know, darling! The new Pret A Manger by St. Paul's is simply divine. Their avocado and chia seed pot is to die for, Catherine gushed, her British accent thick and proper. I swear, it's the only thing that gets me through these grueling Monday mornings. She paused, listening to her friend's response before letting out a tinkling laugh. No, I haven't seen the new season of Bridgerton yet. You know I'm absolutely swamped with work. But I'll make sure to binge it this weekend, maybe with a nice bottle of Pinot Grigio. Cheers, love! Catherine ended the call and set her phone down, her eyes scanning the room. They landed on 's empty desk. ? , where are you, you silly boy? she called out, her voice a mix of exasperation and affection. After a moment, she sighed and picked up her phone again, dialing 's number. , darling, could you pop up to the 12th floor and bring me a fresh espresso from that new artisan coffee shop on the corner? And a bar of dark chocolate, please.