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The problem wasn’t the blonde or the bunny— 17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ2l0b0QbPL
it was that the Boss cried, and the Director hadn’t turned off his phone.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Z81oevaUq
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The AC in the meeting room was blasting, but no one wanted to turn it off.
In the corner sat the screenwriter, clutching his laptop, his face paler than the whiteboard on the wall.
He had arrived fifteen minutes early and was now staring blankly at a still-unnamed character.
“I think I might die working on this project.”
Across from him, the art lead was unwrapping her breakfast.
She looked gentle and radiant today—perhaps because her egg pancake had basil in it.
Her outfit was casual, makeup half-done, but she was already sketching the third variation of bunny ears on her iPad.
The manager sat upright, with three phones, one tablet, and two pens neatly lined up on the table, 17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0h64efUm0I
like he was preparing some kind of summoning ritual amidst the chaos.
He glanced at the time.
“The director still has three minutes before he’s officially late.”
“Three minutes is enough to birth an entire pitch,” the screenwriter replied.
At that moment, the door opened.
The director poked his head in, looking like he hadn’t slept.
He didn’t say a word—just quietly walked in, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
Every move was stealthy, sneaky even.
Everyone looked at him.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA31OlWwut7
He looked at the table.17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDWyGW4i3kS
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The director took a deep breath.
“…I got handed a project last night.”
The air was so thick with resentment, it was almost a public safety threat.
“It’s from the boss…”
Three seconds of silence.
“The boss—the one who sobs into voice messages?” 17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡipIMbsVp06
The art lead’s eyebrow twitched hard.
“…Yeah.” 17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCfP0OQEQQC
“He’s been obsessed with this girl group ship lately——ike, gasping-for-air level obsessed. So… he wants to make a GL series.”
“…You actually said yes?”17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3UVG8Gkzt5
The screenwriter let out a weak sigh and pushed up his glasses like he’d already given up on life.
“Yeah… I had just gotten out of the shower. He sent five voice notes in a row.”
“Have you ever heard someone pitch a character while crying ?”
The manager chimed in. 17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJXMvLjAja2
“He called it an ‘emergency sugar-recovery mission’ in the group chat.”17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLEf9k4iUqP
“Uhh…” The screenwriter opened a blank document.
“So… which one’s the blonde?”
"She's the top. Bunny's the bottom. Uh… maybe? I dunno, maybe they’ll switch?"
The manager gave a nod and picked up his first phone.
“I’ll alert casting. Find someone who can wear bunny ears and doesn’t mind kissing girls.”17Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpn1JtzKneq
