C9 Chapter 9

I heard Carl scream my name from his office.

What is it now? I muttered silently to myself as I stood up and made my way to his office, trying to mentally prepare for whatever nonsense he was going to throw at me this time.

When I stepped in, he was glaring at me, pointing to the spilled coffee on his desk. “What is this?” he barked, his voice cold and accusing.

I rolled my eyes inwardly