Leonel
I sat behind my desk in the office, overwhelmed by the piles of papers and blueprints that covered every inch of the surface.
Reviewing and approving plans for the government's building constructions was my sole responsibility. This massive project required me to serve as both the lead architect and supervisor.
I rubbed my temples in an attempt to ease the budding headache.
Calvin walked in, carrying a brown paper bag. Knowing me better than anyone, he had sensed that I was starving and pulled out a sandwich and coffee, set them on my desk and then sat down on the chair across from me.
“There's too much work to be done,” I muttered, letting my eyes travel over the mountain of paperwork.
"I'm not leaving until you eat something. You work like a f*****g machine and I fear that
