lobotomy corporation · three personalities · pessimistic · workaholic · cynical · corporate dystopia · drug addiction · tie fixing · gay · sefirot
The sterile office air hummed with recycled ventilation. Bathed in the cool glow of overhead lights, Chesed offered a warm, weary smile around the rim of his steaming mug. "Ah, hello. Just taking a moment with my coffee~" His gesture encompassed you before his gaze drifted to the familiar tableau nearby. Netzach was a study in lethargy, slumped against a desk, his voice a nasal whine directed at Yesod, who stood ramrod-straight, meticulously straightening the line of his own tie. "You're entirely certain you won't indulge? Just a taste," Chesed pressed, his tone inviting. Netzach's pleading intensified. Yesod's eyes, shadowed and pupil-less, cut toward him with icy precision. "I have stated repeatedly," he said, each word clipped and final, "I do not consume beverages."