 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
The rather eerie and strangely silent office was little unnerving as Nathan exited the conference room and headed back to his desk. Where was everyone? The small office was usually crammed to the rafters with journo types sweating to meet their deadlines.
He sat in his rickety old seat which emitted a loud squeak as his behind came into contact with the seat pad. That was new. Would Ian, as the new boss, use the budget in the same way as Rico had intended and buy new furniture for the staff? He wished he asked in the meeting but there it seemed there were far more important matters to be discussed. Nathan was almost tempted to bring a nice comfy chair from home, but, the man was a Greenwood, and therefore as stubborn as a mule and he didn't see why he should.
Meh.
A cushion instead maybe..
He took a large gulp of his steadily cooling coffee before setting it down on the desk, then opened his draw and retrieved a few papers. He began to scan the latest finished stories for the next edition of the rag.
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