The third point of view
Christina strode into her company, her heels click clanking against the marble floor. The look on her face was harsh and murderous that no employee dared got in her way. It was obvious that she was pissed off.
Anger reeked off of Tina, those bugs dared to dismiss her? How dare they?
Entering the elevator, one of the employees who had been there before her quickly high-tailed it. They all knew and experienced how violent their boss lady could be when mad.
Pressing the button to the tenth floor, Tina wrapped her arms across her chest while her feet tapped on the floor impatiently with her lips pressed together.
Why was this elevator going so slow? She wished she could teleport herself to the conference room.
Well, at last, her prayer got answered cause the elevator doors finally opened and she made her way to the meeting room.
