The music in this one, god. It's like a broken elevator stuck between floors, a low hum that just drills into your skull while you're trying to, you know, focus. But somehow that awful drone makes the whole thing feel more grimy, more real. Like a real office where the AC is busted and everyone's given up. Mr. Morrison sure has. The company is sinking, papers probably piling up, but all he can do is stare at Jenny's ass when she bends over the filing cabinet.

Jenny. That brunette bob cut and those glasses, the whole severe secretary thing, but her skirt is a size too small and the top button of her blouse is fighting for its life. The game doesn't try to be smooth. The animations are jerky, the dialogue is pure cringe, "Oh Mr. Morrison, the quarterly reports!" and he's like "Forget the reports, let me see your tits." It's so blunt it loops back around to being funny. Almost. The first scene on his desk, I actually laughed out loud because the sound effect for the slap was so loud it made me jump. Felt it in my spine. Good ASMR? Terrible ASMR? Both.

Wish there was a way to just mute the voice acting and keep the other sounds. His grunts are like a clogged drain. But then there's a moment, a quiet one where she's just nervously adjusting her glasses and the ambient office hum is the only thing there, and it's weirdly perfect. You get this tension, this dread. It's not a good game. The hard sex scenes feel like two action figures being mashed together, but there's a specific flavor of sleaze here that's almost hypnotic. Like finding a stained tie in a thrift store and wondering about the guy who wore it. The whole thing feels like a joke you're not supposed to get, a shitpost that takes itself just seriously enough to get you off. Or not. My headphones felt greasy after. Maybe that's the point. What even is the point of a quarterly report anyway?