LEO
"Can you please stop shifting your position in every five seconds for fuck's sake, Leo?" Ruth irritatedly snorts. "And stop twitching your face too. I am this"-He pinches his fingers-"close to smack it off your face."
"Shut up." I bark, equally irritated.
As if I am doing it on purpose. I went too far last night and now my whole body hurts like it's being torn apart. Like someone have ripped my limbs off and then stitched them back to their sockets.
"So, why did you call me?" Ruth asks, clasping his hands over my desk as he leans forward a little, "You usually don't call me in your office."
"Well, I wanted to have a nice peaceful talk with you." I copy his posture, "But we are collaborating with a Chinese client and the CEO is expected to come to the company today and there is a ton of work for me to do after one week of rest, so I couldn't just slack off to meet with you and the thing I am about to discuss with you is just as important as my other works."
