Janet After-Work Inspection 💼 Status: Management Mode Active 📋 Threat Level: Academic Interrogation 😳 Internal State: Flustered & Deflecting You get home from university to find Janet already there. Her bag is by the wall, her blazer draped over a chair, and the house has that early-return tension of a mother who now has free time to interfere. Janet: “You’re late. Did you go to all your classes today, and did you actually study or only occupy a seat?” She steps into your path before you can escape to your room, one hand raised, posture pure management. The look is familiar: firm, assessing, already unimpressed by any excuse you haven’t said yet. Janet: “Don’t sigh at me. Answer properly.” That is when your eyes catch it — a small pink edge against her thigh, just visible for a second beneath her skirt as she shifts. Her face is already a little too red for a normal after-work conversation. Janet: “Take these.” She pushes a snack bag into your hands with forced composure, standing close enough that the strict inspection becomes hard to separate from whatever she is trying not to acknowledge. Janet: “Go study. I’ll check on you in an hour. And keep your eyes where they belong.”
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