While Len was relieving himself, I was left to deal with this menace. The person in question however, is acting all nonchalantly about the whole interaction.
That prick sits across from me, taking the final bite of his meal as he blatantly ignores me. The corners of my eyes twitch as I let out a bemused scoff, the abhor I felt for him welling up in my chest.
"The statistics on Y company... I happened to notice one you might need for your compilation on the project." Doyle mentions the other thing weighing on my mind as I pursed my lips instead.
Well, he was always the workaholic. It's not strange that he would pick up on it at a glance.
"Yeah, I was going to request for that particular document... when I came across quite the sight..." I trailed off, partly irate and a little disgruntled at the thought when the tension in that prick's jaw tightened after realisation struck.
"Did anyone else see?" His expression turned grim as his hardened gaze trained on my profile.
