"Hey."
Paula's manager flinched when Paula called, turning her head to see Paula standing before her.
"Give it to me." Paula opened her hand, her expression pretty much dead. When a minute had passed and her manager was just staring at her, she cocked her head to the side.
"The phone."
"Oh." The manager cleared her throat, handing out a small paper bag.
Paula immediately went through the paper bag, tossing it away as she took out the box inside. Paula didn't even find a comfortable spot to unbox the phone, letting the seal and box fall on her feet until she held the phone. As soon as she possessed the phone, Paula hurriedly walked back to her desk to transfer her files into this new phone.
"Paula..." whispered the manager worriedly, eyes on Paula's back and then at the messy room.
The manager let out a deep exhale, taking off her bag and putting it on the stand.
