Miranda
“How are you doing with the dropper formula?” Jessica asks from behind me. I sigh and swivel around. I smile as best I can but it probably comes out more as a grimace than anything else. She laughs. “That bad, huh?”
“It doesn’t want to work with me today!” I groan. “I honestly give up! If it doesn’t want to work for the full 12 hours, then so be it!” My arms flail and I throw the upper half of my body onto the workstation.
Jessica pats my back and laughs some more. Go on! Enjoy my misery! It’s not like I’m the one who signs your paychecks!
“It’ll be okay…you’ll crack the code soon enough!” Jessica’s optimism is what keeps me going sometimes. She truly is a shining light in a world where the lab we work in is so dark.
Maybe I’m just a little too dramatic today. I blame Ella fo
