Quarantine sucks.
That statement could be shared by many of the people in the world. And working for Wayne Enterprises during this hell of a period, the employees could sure use a break right now.
Cassie had to stay late and wake up early in the morning to work on the ton of paperwork she was assigned to. Before COVID, she would gladly finish up all her work in the building and leave to be greeted by the comforts of her bed, but now, her bed felt like a reminder that she has to work. And today, it would be their first-ever Zoom meeting with the legendary playboy, Bruce Wayne.
"I can't believe we're about to meet the Bruce Wayne," Gary expressed, putting the cup on his lips and taking a much-needed sip of his afternoon joe.
"It isn't a big deal," Susan replied, rolling her eyes in the camera and scribbled more notes for the meeting. She was the first to present.
Cassie chuckled and retorted, "of course, it isn't a big deal. He's only the man that pays us our salary so we could keep living in this hellhole."
"No objections there."
A ding signaled that everyone should straighten themselves and prepare for the meeting was about to start.
The meeting was alright and no one complained, and a few, mostly Bruce, have asked about Susan's presentation and suggested here and there. The blonde had no obligations.
It was thirty minutes into the meeting when the employees heard a crash. What followed were screaming and glass and wood loudly breaking.
"Bruce! Damian hit my head with his guitar!"
"Father! Todd had disrupted my guitar lessons and broke my guitar!"
Bruce sighed and looked at the camera. "Excuse me." He then got out of his chair and continued to walk out of the room.
A few minutes after, maybe five, running and a lot more screaming were heard.
"I'll kill you, Demon Spawn!"
"In your next life, Todd!"
"Jason! Damian!"
Cassie had to close her camera and burst out laughing. She sent a quick message to Susan:
Susan (privately): Well, isn't this going to be great :)