What the heck

It was very obvious that Lustrow was angry, very angry with the way he had been huffing and puffing, fumbling with the keys on his laptop which was on his desk. He was the one who called me here, be told me to come to his office, but trust me really, I was fed up of sitting here alone, no attention. It was as if he didn't know I was in even though I knew he knew. He was not looking at my side at all, so why did he call me here? To occupy the empty space in his office? I was already losing my patience but I would have to be more patient. I sat relaxed on a soft, comforting sofa in his office, staring at the ceiling. I was waiting for the time he would say something. Although, I also had the plan of coming here to see him, I had something important to tell him.

Eventually, after several minutes of waiting, he spoke. Could he have called me here because he wanted me to just be here with him? The thought crossed my mind but I quickly drove it away. I was not a toy, I thought to