Chapter 4 — Brainstorming Battles

Mia

The conference room, stark and uninviting with its white walls and glass panels, felt more like a blank slate than a space designed for inspiration. The hum of fluorescent lights buzzed faintly overhead, mingling with the antiseptic scent of industrial cleaner. Despite the sterile atmosphere, Mia resolved to turn this room into a garden of ideas. She fingered the small clay Lucky Plant Charm on her keyring, its familiar texture grounding her resolve. Every great campaign started as a seed, and she was ready to help it grow.