Tension in the air
As the meeting progressed, we exchanged worried glances. The atmosphere was suffocating, like a pressure cooker about to burst. I could see Tomas’ frown and Lisa’s nervous nails biting. “Something’s really wrong,” muttered Sarah as she pretended to organize her sheets. I replied with a slight nod, without breaking the atmosphere of growing mystery. Whatever it was, everyone already felt the same silent threat.
Tension in the air
Lunch break vibes
At lunchtime, the cafeteria lacked its usual lively chatter. Instead, there were hushed conversations and unsure looks. “Did you hear anything from upstairs?” asked Pete to Mark, who just shrugged. “No sign, just silence,” he replied, unusually focused on his salad. Even the typical everyday conversations had disappeared, replaced by a deaf restlessness. Everyone was waiting for an answer that never came.
Lunch Break Vibrations
