"Hey, mate, are you at your office? Can I come by?"
"I don't know man, I'm kind of busy right now—" The ring of my office's phone interrupted me, "Give me a sec. Yes, Eva, what is it?"
"Sir, your friend Marc is here."
"Ta-dah!" He said on my phone.
"... let him in." For a moment there, I questioned myself for not seeing it coming and a second after I said that, the guy himself walked over that door, "You asshole, why even call to ask? You just wanna mess around, don't you?"
"What can I say, Xav, bothering you is my long-time hobby." He hugged me as he laughed about it, "So? How have you been? I haven't heard a thing from you since Friday, mate. You're worse than an ex."
"I'm busy as hell, can't you tell?"
"Damn~ are all of these due to this month?" Whistling at the sight of the many reports on my desk, the fucker smiled.
"Yeah, it's been eating me away and will keep doing it until the 28th."
