Where it all began: a meeting that never ended. A conference room in the_goals building, filled with the hum of fluorescent lights and the stench of stale coffee. It was 8:45am on a Monday, and the only thing more exhausting than the meeting itself was the prospect of attending it.
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The meeting had been going on for hours, and it was only getting worse. The projector was still spitting out bullet points on the screen, but nobody was paying attention. The air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and broken dreams.