Niamh at the coffee machine

Instead of heading straight for his desk, Zeke made his way to the coffee machine and held onto it for balance. What the fuck was happening? The world had shifted beneath his feet somehow. He could see Gloria’s thoughts too. How the hell? He hit the buttons on the machine for a coffee and held onto it for balance, afraid that he might fall over. His heart was racing but his breathing was just starting to get under control as Niamh came along the corridor to the drinks machine. As usual she treated him with contempt, and as he watched a bubble began to form above her head. He tried not to stare, but found his eyes drawn up to it. “You’re so fired” it read.

She paused, and regarded him calculatingly, then began to smile, “He looks frightened! Im going to enjoy this”, her thought bubble changed. Then as she walked away, hips swaying, her little bubble changed to just one word. “Loser”