Tantrum. Tantrum. Tantrum.
Grace had a headache that made her feel like someone was hammering something into her skull. It was to the point where she closed her eyes midway when Penelope was talking and grace knew how bloody rude that was.
A grimace made its presence on her face, even when there was nothing, but silence in the room.
Her skull was being squeezed at the moment from both sides.
"May I call for the doctor? We have one in the building. If not him, then the nurse would be available." Penelope suggested softly, keeping her voice low. "Medicine, perhaps?"
"No," she croaked out, opening her eyes and focusing on her assistant, " I'm fine. Just leave the work here."
"Ms. Russo," Penny tried, "please, maybe a medicine- just a tablet?"
"Penny, drop the file and leave. I'll tell you if I need anything." Grace could only whisper her words. Even her voice added more to her headache.
