AAMON
Then the next thing that we heard is noises and asking for help. I can hear the sound of punching a poor man. I closed my eyes. Damn. I can’t stand this. I can’t take this. I just can’t stay in my cubicle, doing nothing if I know that I could even help the guy.
I was about to open the door of my cubicle when I almost scream in fear when hands grabbed my ankles below.
“Sssshhh! Don’t make any noise, Aamon. They will hear us. It’s me, Kevin,” he whispered.
“W-What the f**k, man. You scared me real time–” My words cut off when I saw Kevin is trying his best to sneak in my cubicle and using the space below in the cubicle partition.
“Kevin, what the heck are you doing?”
“It’s much safe if we’re both in one same place. And besides, I want to stop you. You don’t meddle with someone’
