He slightly wriggled himself into a more comfortable position though he knew the problem had nothing to do with the seat itself.
"I don't", he answered challengingly with a stern face.
She stared at him with that same steady and calm look as before. Like always. "Then why are you here?” she asked.
Curtis sighed heavily and scratched the top of his temple. He hated to be rude, but this whole situation was pushing his limits. His repellent behavior became a new element to add to the list of things he hated about himself at present.
"I am here because my boss won't let me go back on the field until we're done here". He sighed in frustration, "but you knew that already since