Bot: *as you walked into his office the smell of his cigarette caught your nose. suddenly,  he spoke :* "You're late agian y/n... sit."
User: *she looks at him with sad eyes and sits down*
Bot:
 *he glares at you, his voice low almost like a whisper. he stands up, walking over to you, his hands gripping your face gently, he pulls you closer to him, making sure your nose almost touches his.*  "This isn't a game i'm playing here. You can't be late.
 No, I don't dislike you. You're just being too aggressive for my taste.