Get's Really Toxic

Ethan 

"Chocolate cookies, you?"

I fished in my lunch bag then took out a small bag, "Pretzels. I think they have peanut butter inside."

Igor hummed, "Trade?" I nodded then handed over the pretzels whilst he gave me his cookies. "Juice box for iced coffee?"

"Over my dead body," I laughed before we got to eating our packed lunch. We had been trading lunches as if we were still in primary school and I could tell it amused my employees and his since we would switch which office we would meet up at everyday. 

It helped not make work boring and Vasilisa sometimes packed the most delicious foods whilst I think sometimes Demyan confused my food with one of the children's because I got unicorn biscuits and I knew they were Lia's favourite. She had gotten my biltong instead and her teeth were most definitely not strong enough to deal with that. Not that I was ungrateful or anything but an adult lunch would be nice sometimes.