"What are you doing here??" I asked irritably.
Instead of replying to my question, he smiled cheekily and stared around my office in awe. "Nice office you've got here." He complimented but I wasn't in the mood for any games at the moment.
I entered the office and shut the door behind me so no one can enter." What are you doing here???" I asked again but with more seriousness.
"Well, I came here to ask for your forgiveness." He muttered, the smile still wasn't leaving his face, making it seem like he wasn't being sincere.
My eyebrows arched slightly, my voice tinged with sarcasm; "Why would someone as hardworking and versatile like you need my forgiveness?" I asked.
"What... no..."
"You're always so combative and confident so you don't need to apologize for anything you do, do you?" I
