"tests" were not something Silco liked to do. Especially these types.

All you could hear was frustrated grunts coming from his office. You knew he was having a hard time already.

You knocked and entered without waiting for an answer. Seeing Silco sat at his desk. An empty testpot on the desk and one hand on the armrest whilst the other was... down there.

When he heard you enter, he immediately stopped his movements. His lower half was hidden by the desk.

Then he kept going, faster.