Len sat on the bed, his laptop perched on his lap, its screen glowing in the dimly lit room. The faces of his team members filled the screen as they discussed their latest project.
"Alright, that's the end of the meeting," Len said, his voice firm. "Prepare your files because I'll be back soon."
He ended the call, closing the laptop with a decisive snap. A knock sounded at the door.
"Come in," Len called out.
The door opened, revealing Isak standing there with a box of pizza in his hands. "This is all I could get," Isak said, offering a sheepish smile.
Len's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized Isak. "Isak, this is a joke, right? You didn't find good food and brought me pizza? How do you expect me to believe that?"
"Boss, please enjoy your meal. I'll get someone to prepare something better."
