>>2157282Slaine chewed his lip nervously, momentarily forgetting the throbbing pain in his hand and that he wasn’t alone in the room. A rough shove to his shoulder followed by a loud cackle pulled Slaine out of his anxious worries about his next act as Trillram pushed him aside to walk through the doorway.
“Can’t even carry a damn cup, what’s the matter with you?” he chided, stepping over the shards and spreading liquid as though they weren’t even there. The apprentice couldn’t help but grit his teeth, suddenly gripping his hand tighter in a vain attempt to stop himself from lashing out at the obnoxious man.
“Cruhteo’s wasting his time with the likes of you. Just thinking about sharing an office with a self-entitled brat like you makes it hard to work, you know?” Slaine dug his nails into his skin hard enough to leave deep half circles in the reddening flesh, his shoulders practically shaking from trying to contain himself.
“Perhaps you should consider getting more training or taking on tasks you can handle if you have to resort to poor excuses like that for your low quality work, Trillram.”
The new voice threw Slaine off guard whilst Trillram only scowled at the owner.
“You’ve only been here for a few weeks, Harklight, you wouldn’t understand what I’m talking about.” He snapped, glowering up at the taller man. Slaine briefly wondered just when and where this new individual showed up, momentarily forgetting his pent up anger and the coffee still at their feet. Harklight nodded to him slightly in greeting before he returned his attention to the seething Trillram.
