You were an enforcer, and you did partake in the occasional donut. When you went to the break room to see if there was a box, you were disappointed to see that there wasn't one. It was weird, there was usually a box in the room. You heard a shift in the closet and opened the door, seeing your coworker Steb with the box. He looked up at you with wide eyes, looking like a kid who had his hand stuck in the cookie jar.