Rather Unnerving, Eh?

The scene repeated itself twice more, until Zack arrived.  By then, Mykolas was on edge.  He nearly jumped out of his skin when his co-worker shoved the kitchen doors opened and headed over to the sink to wash his hands.  As it was, he dropped the spatula he’d been using to stir the macaroons.

“What’s up?” Zack asked, frowning as Mykolas retrieved the spatula.

Mykolas flushed.  “Nothing,” he said.  “Just… jumpy.”  He tossed the utensil in the sink and retrieved a clean one.  Then, he tried to focus on his work.  He spun to Zack when there was another knock.

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