"Right... She has thalassophobia... I didn't know she had a phobia under the water... I would have known, Schneizel, but I didn't! She freaking kept it... Don't f*****g yell at me, you fucktard!"
I groaned, yawning so loud as I rubbed my eyes from the loud voice of my boss. Why was he yelling all of a sudden?
"Wait... She's waking up. I'll hang up now. Thanks to you, you f*****g bastard."
"Sir Sebastian...?" I mindlessly called his name, half-awake. "What's with the loud voice? Are you arguing with someone?" I rubbed my eyes.
"Y-Yeah. A colleague of mine. He is a damn freaking bastard..." He hissed.
While rubbing my eyes and getting up, I felt the side of my bed sunken. I slowly peeled my eyes open. I was taken aback when I realized his face was too close to me. And why was he so clos
