Carley felt like she would die right there and then. Her bitch of an Editor wouldn't let up. She was moaning and yelling about how Carley hadn't finished her report on the migration of ants. I mean, could there be a worse thing to report on?
"Are you even listening Carley?!" Paula shouted, putting down her coffee cup to emphasise her point.
"Yes, I am. I just, why can't I have a bigger story? Please, you know I can do it." Carley leant forward on the table, really wishing she had some coffee right about now.
"If, and only if, you finish your report, I may offer you a bigger story. Now, get out of here." Paula pointed to the door and Carley sighed and collected up her stuff and left. She was sifting through her bag to find her phone when she bumped into someone walking the other way.
"I'm so sorry!" The person said. Carley opened her mouth to say sorry back, but she brushed it off.
"That's okay... Doug, is it?" Carley asked, zipping up her bag.
"Uh, yeah. I heard your boss shouting at you, so I brought you this." Doug handed Carley a nice hot coffee, not one of the company ones either, a Costa coffee.
"Oh, thanks. I don't know what to say. Apart from, thanks. And, do you want to walk with me and drink yours too?" Carley asked, smiling at the IT tech.
"Sure." He walked over to the door with Carley and the two of them left the building, drinking their coffees and laughing at each others jokes.
"And then Paula thought it would be a funn-" Carley and Doug let out a grunt when a tall woman pushed past both of them, striding right through the middle. "Hey, watch it." The woman turned around, glaring at Carley.
"Excuse me? What are you going to do about it, shorty? Why don't you get the hell out of the way of others?" The women turned back around and stalked off. Doug nudged Carley.
"Did you see her name tag? She was an Army Engineer. You just upset someone from the army." Doug snickered, drinking more of his coffee.
"Who cares? What is she gunna do, shoot us?" Carley shook her head and continued on their walk. Doug rushed to catch up with her, chucking his empty coffee cup into a bin next to him.
"Hey, fancy some pizza?" Doug said, pointing out a guy getting out of a pizza delivery car.
"This isn't a date, Doug." Carley laughed. Doug was about to respond when Carley phone started vibrating.
"A text, from Paula. 'Your case: Senator sleeps with Professor's wife. Report by Friday.' Shit, it's Tuesday. I'm sorry, another time?" Carley passed her coffee to Doug and quickly left, rushing back to the WABE building.
"...Sure."