Caffeine_Obsessed
Lost: Marbles
Cold, dreary voices filled the- equally as cold- meeting room. Angelo could barely contain the urge to roll his eyes as he listened to his subordinates drone on and on about some kind of new partnership his company was entering. He really couldn’t care less about what the hell they were talking about. He stopped listening about halfway through. He was not interested in any partnerships, as he told these morons many times before. Partnerships were just too much of a hassle. Plus, that just meant more people he had to be wary of.
Angelo’s temper finally snapped, as he slammed his fist down onto the mahogany table. The dull voices immediately stopped their blabbering. He made a silent thank you, as he stood up from his chair. “ There will be no partnerships for God’s sake. How many times do I have to tell you?!” With a sigh, Angelo rubbed his temples as he continued speaking. “ We have been doing just fine on our own for a few years now. We don’t need a sudden change of pace like that. Now, if this meeting is still about the damn partnerships, it's over. Meeting adjourned! Goodbye.” He waved them off, plopping back into his seat. Angelo spun it around to face the wall, hearing their steps awkwardly shuffle out of the room.
Once he heard the heavy door shut behind them, he groaned to himself, still annoyed at their pestering. He didn't understand why they’ve been so anxious recently. It wasn’t like the company was going down anytime soon. Angelo would be sure of that. He hummed to himself, closing his eyes in thought. Maybe it was all his firing recently? Surely that wasn’t the reason. If they were doing a good job, they wouldn’t have to worry.
Sighing once again, he got himself up, stretching out his sore muscles and hearing his joints crack. He was hit with an instant feeling of relief. Now that that nightmare meeting was over, it was time to get down to real business. By this time now, everyone should have gone home. That left Angelo to his own devices. Finally some time where he won’t be bothered.
Angelo poked his head out of the meeting room, checking for sure that everyone had left. Nodding in confirmation. He was on the third floor, so it wasn’t like he could be spied on, but Angelo shut the blinds of the meeting room just to be sure. Yeah, okay- maybe he was acting paranoid, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Shutting off the lights he sat back in his chair, swiveling to face the projector’s screen he lit up. Smiling to himself, he watched the beginnings of his plan unfold before his eyes. Those bastards won’t even know what’s coming to them.
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