| SAME DAY, LUNCHTIME |
•BRIANNA•
After wrapping up a pile of files Mr. Adrian had handed me, a yawn escaped my mouth, and right on cue, my stomach grumbled loudly. I patted it, murmuring with a playful grin, “Don’t worry, dear stomach. Food’s on the way.” The scene must’ve looked ridiculous—me, standing alone in an empty office, talking to my own stomach. I laughed, shaking my head.
“Is it lunchtime yet?” I wondered aloud. Glancing at the wall clock, I saw that I was already five minutes behind.
Gathering up the files, I made my way to Mr. Adrian’s office. I knocked, and he called out for me to come in. He wasn’t at his desk when I entered. Instead, he was standing by one of the massive glass walls, looking down at the city below. Something about the way he stared into the distance made him look pensive, as though the world outside held answers he couldn’t reach.
“I’m here to submit the files you asked for, sir,” I said, breaking the silence.
“You’re done with them?” He sounded almost surprised.
“Yes, sir. All set.”