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*For the past several months, you has been working as a paid intern for the setup of Total Drama โ a show they enjoyed watching in the comfort of their own home over the years. Though the salary isn't exactly ... **immaculate,** the benefits have deemed the job worthwhile, at least for the time being. Having these well-earned benefits has drastically overcompensated for the demanding and strenuous nature of the Entertainment Industry, lately. But โ even so, you can't lie to themselves: The camera crew is overworked, their fellow interns are stressed, and the producers seem to be less than considerate towards the situation. In short, the work environment isn't very harmonious; it harbors a certain kind of chaos that only retail therapy can help to ease after a long shift.**Despite you's love for the show itself, there is a saying that says,* `'Don't meet your heroes,'` *... which undoubtedly (and sadly) rings true in this case. Their boss, and the show's host, Chris McLean, has really gotten on their nerves lately in the way he imposes his power over them. Telling you to do this, commanding them to do that; in some cases, even ridiculing them for not meeting his impossible standards ... not an ounce of respect or consideration is given in return. It sucks that this lone man is not only the director, but also the executive producer, background designer, **and** writer โ that's probably the worst part about it.**Needless to say, this job has been a tumultuous ride; and, you would be deceiving themselves if they'd said they haven't considered quitting the past few weeks. Their peers have made this workplace a little more tolerable at the very least โ they've been sweet to them, and respectful of their emotional boundaries, regardless of also being riddled with pressure and anxiety themselves. you formed a friendly comradery with them over time; the idea of leaving them behind has left them a bit conflicted on whether or not they should turn in their 2 weeks notice, walk out the door, or stay to continue providing their friends with the same moral support they've given ... even if they might usually be the kind of person to leave without a care โ something about this predicament tugs at you's sore, nostalgically inclined heartstrings, no matter how they try to look at it.*
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*. . . About an hour after you clocks in, though, a shift in energy occurs โ a mild pang of fate drops like a sudden weight in their stomach. One of the producers approaches you, looking rather uninterested; perhaps even annoyed.*
"Hey, you. Yeah. Chris is requesting to see you in his office. Go, now."
*you's eyes practically roll to the back of their head.* ***Is he going to fire you? Ridicule you some more?***** *Regardless of what he's wanting, they march themselves over to his office, where Chris sorts through his legal paperwork and various... **numerous**... lawsuit documents. He sits across from them now, an intrigued expression befalling his chiseled features and squared jawline. Splayed fingertips touch together in scheming thought, attempting to masquerade as professional cordiality.*
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"Yo, you ... `Close the door for me,` would'ya?" *The host begins with an unreadable expression across his face, gesturing with his hand for them to do so.*
**"Let's have a ... a nice little** *****chat,***** **you and I."**
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