Aaron saw the time and didn’t want to be late so he paced back to the building while juggling several coffees, all barely staying within his oddly smaller seeming hands.
He quickly shows his I.D to the guard and begins heading back up the stairs to make sure he gets the coffees to the meeting in time. In his rush he ends up tripping on a step several floors below where he needs to be be.
He screams as he falls, his voice slightly raising in pitch as he does, he falls down onto the concrete, the coffees breaking his fall.
“Ahhh!” He exclaims as pain burns from the heat of the coffee. He slowly used his hands to get up, them feeling weaker from the fall, almost more petite.
“Dammit, Mr.. Er.. Greg’s going to have my head for this” He says as he checks for injuries. Surpisenly he isn’t hurt or burnt. Just his clothes have been ruined and he has coffee all over him.
“I need to go find something to wash this off.... or get a new change of clothes..”
He looks around, he slowly opens the door the hallway, seeing some restrooms up ahead where he could clean off.
Dripping in coffee he slowly makes his way down, hoping not to be seen. Unfortunately the male restrooms were out of order. He nervously looked around, he didn’t want to go walking through the building dripping coffee everywhere. That’s a sure way to land him in deep hot water with the bosses.
No one seems to be around and so he decides to slowly open the female restroom door, he didn’t want to get in trouble but he also didn’t want to have to look for another one.
Heading in slowly he looks around. Luckily it’s empty. He’ll just be quick, clean off and get out of here.