When Camilla arrived home, she was exhausted. Her day at work was like hell. A client insisted he wanted one type of propaganda, but it didn't fit his kind of business. He even accused Camilla of being a terrible worker, with no capacity of dealing with the issues he was showing her.
"It is not my fault he is so idiot he can't understand such a simple thing." She complained to Hopper.
"Don't stress over this, Camilla. It is not worth it."
"He made me lose my temper! Do you know what I had to suffer for three hours with that man?" She asked and Hopper could do nothing but nod his head. He knew Sanders was a fucking imbecile and stubborn as hell. Of course, he did give Camilla a hard time.
"Tell me, how's your husband?" Hopper asked, trying to change the subject and make Camilla forget a bit about the last hours with Sanders and all his crap.
"Alex is better. Thank God."
"If you guys need anything, count on me." He offered.
