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Migraine...
Jeremy shifted slightly in his seat, head buried in his arms, clinging to a bottle of Tylenol like it was the last bottle on Atlantis.
He sighed, refusing to look up at the other biologist who was cleaning a mess off the floor, muttering about how she was going to complain to some higher-up about his poor attitude.
Earlier she had dropped a sample tray, causing a rather loud crashing sound, which caused him to look up from his workstation, and proceed to berate her. Very loudly.
Apparently that was rude.
Jeremy shifted slightly in his seat, head buried in his arms, clinging to a bottle of Tylenol like it was the last bottle on Atlantis.
He sighed, refusing to look up at the other biologist who was cleaning a mess off the floor, muttering about how she was going to complain to some higher-up about his poor attitude.
Earlier she had dropped a sample tray, causing a rather loud crashing sound, which caused him to look up from his workstation, and proceed to berate her. Very loudly.
Apparently that was rude.