“Michael, I won’t be able to contact all the clients if you keep spamming me with messages and calling every five minutes…”

Ryan sighed, picking up the phone for the fourth time today.

His boss, Michael, wasn’t in the office today. Supposedly sick. It didn’t really seem like it, though, considering he was doing everything possible to make sure Ryan wouldn’t forget about his existence.

He tried to sound less annoyed, but it was hard when Michael wouldn’t stop texting him. Most of the messages were nonsensical, written in Michael’s weird humor style that Ryan rarely understood and sometimes didn’t find funny.

He was really Michael’s favorite.

Ryan leaned back in his chair, his voice dropping into something calmer, slightly impatient as he tried to understand what exactly Michael wanted from him this time.

“Or is there actually something urgent this time?”