Uninvited

“Geez, finally break time." Camilla stretched as she stood up, taking some files.

Her heels clicking softly, she walked past rows of assistants hunched over keyboards, all moving with the same robotic efficiency. Nobody looked up.

"Aren't we supposed to be able to have lunch?" Camilla thought to herself.

Excuse me," Camilla whispered to a woman behind the reception desk. The woman's hair was tidil