I wouldn't really say that. Maybe I just have a good imagination.
[...]
[She bites on her bottom lip, and then sighs. And switches to video.]
[...and she is indeed on a sofa, but it couldn't really be called lounging. Instead, she's sitting on the edge of it - rather boring looking thing that it is. The coffee table in front of her is covered in, of course, neatly stacked papers.]
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[...]
[She bites on her bottom lip, and then sighs. And switches to video.]
[...and she is indeed on a sofa, but it couldn't really be called lounging. Instead, she's sitting on the edge of it - rather boring looking thing that it is. The coffee table in front of her is covered in, of course, neatly stacked papers.]
[She waves.]
One day I'll stop listening to you.
[But probably not today.]