"Pizza delivery for Mr. Gosomi!" said a young woman as she opened a door to an office with a pizza box in hand. Inside was a man in his late 30s sitting at his desk, seemingly doing paperwork. Due to her calling, he looks up to see her.
"Hm? Oh, so your father sent you?" He asked with a vague tone as he moved some of his work to the side of his desk so that they wouldn’t get messy with food grease.
"Yup! Here's your pizza, Allen." She went over to his desk. As she did, she asked hesitantly, "I...hope we're not bothering you or anything."
He let out a small chuckle. "No, no. It's fine, Chenana." Done with clearing his desk, he reached out and accepted the pizza box from her. "It's good to see you." As he placed it on the desk, he noticed a young man leaning on the door frame. "And I see Jaden is with you too."
Jaden give a small wave. "Sup, Al."
"Nothing much," said Allen. He opened one of his drawers to find some napkins and a paper plate to use. "On my lunch break, as you can se