She notices his eyes widening and she tilts her head to the side, but she doesn’t mention it. She passes it off as the wheelchair, honestly. He probably wasn’t expecting to see someone in one, obviously. “I’m the greatest at web designs and coding. Really,” she says, and then moves so she’s right next to him. “What do you need done?”
“Oh uh...” Peter went back to looking at the screen and to where he was in the code. “Well I was just cleaning it up really, the guy who was hired before me was shite at web design. He didn’t put any thought or care into his work.” But Peter was physically exhausted but he had to present something today.















