@tenderyellows
“what the fu-” tiago mumbled to himself as he scanned through the fridge of the breakroom. he could’ve sworn he had put his lunch box there. it was his first day there and someone had already stolen his food? he frowned and looked over his shoulder then. there was no one there so he couldn’t ask about it either. a small sigh escaped his lips, then dropping himself down at the table with the shitty weak coffee from the coffee machine, plucking on his t-shirt.











