[Summit Partners]
"Wahhh! How could he not even think of his little brother?!" Slater's tantrums rang in his brother's office while Allen tried to calm him down. "He doesn't even care about me anymore! Heartless! Monster! Meanie!"
Allen tried to comfort him, but Slater had slid across the couch like a child throwing a full tantrum. Just a bit more and he'd be on the floor, thrashing and crying.
"Goodness," Allen whispered, shifting his eyes to his boss.
Atlas stood motionless in front of his desk. He didn't show any signs of hearing the racket behind him. Arms crossed, eyes fixed on the desk, he looked deep in thought.
"What is he even thinking?" Allen muttered, eyeing the mountain of work waiting for Atlas's approval. "He's been staring at that desk since he arrived."
He shook his head, glancing between the wailing Slater and his unbothered big brother.
Little did Allen know, Atlas was just sizing up the desk's dimensions.
