[H] Falling Into Your Arms

anderson in the meeting room

Anderson 

Oh dear...that Ainsley. She doesn't have to wake up early just to prepare me breakfast. She's a complete ass sometimes.

She's sleeping right now, so I'm in the meeting room with the other producers to discuss what's gonna happen later this evening.

"Where's Ainsley?" they ask.

"Sleeping, as always," I told them.

"Oh my...why is she always like that?"

"I tell her she doesn't have to wake up early just to prepare breakfast for me, but she still does it anyway," I puffed and pouted a little bit.

"Although I hate her not being here, I think it's better. Ainsley does care for you at the very least."

"What do you mean better?"

"Because you won't get swayed by her opinions. And she's still fairly new. For now, let her be. I suppose she's trying her best to make you happy."

I wish it was the case. But I don't have to focus on it right now.

Because the discussion's getting strayed after they bring up Ainsley.

"Now, what are we going to discuss?"