I knew he was going to say a big NO! to my request but it was above my powers. I had to go to the park and verify who the young girl was. They just spoke about a murder on TV and my best friend is missen, how was I going to stay calm. I was restless.
He was seriously staring at the files in his hands I barged into his office saying "Sorry, sir!" I seriously glared at him. "What?" he shrieked frantically and a freezing chill moved down my spine. His eyes were terrifying and reddish like he had cried.
He glared at me with bitterness written over his face as he rephrased his sentence "What do you want?" in an attempt to manage his anger and still, he was frightful. I took a deep breath "Please, sir, — I need a 39mins break. The girl on the TV might be my friend. It's been a couple of days now and no one has heard about her… and I'm worried" I got carried away and spoke more than I should have.