Through many sleepless night, they were finally ready to present their work to Elan the next day. But there had been a slight issue.
"Where could he be?" Denis kept muttering as he paced around.
"Clarissa, can you call him again?" Stella asked, even though she knew Clarissa had been dialing his number since forever.
Everyone were just panicking since they were to submit their work together as a team.
"I already have, but I'll try to again." Clarissa said, appearing calm. It was all she could do as panicking would not solve anything at all. "Still the same answer. His phone is switched off." She announced.
"I know that poor guy sometimes goes through depression, but this is work here. And he can't keep acting like he is the fucking boss around here!" Denis flared but Stella quickly shut him up.
