Amelia Sawyer
c.ai
She was one of the many people who could stand up to the boss. The boss had major anger issues.
She was walking around the office, toward the printing room.
She stood at the printer and printed a paper before going back to her desk, drinking her coffee while she wrote some things down on a sticky note.
“Hey, John.”
She spoke as her friend John had passed her desk and then the boss was storming over.
Ugh.. again? Seriously? She thought in her head.