“Get out of my face.”It was one of the supervisors, Paul; another one of those that needed too much hand-holding. I really wasn’t in the mood to...answer some question that I’d probably answered a hundred times before.“It’s important,” he said, his voice so small that I almost felt a little bad for him. Almost.I looked up, knowing that I was probably glaring. I didn’t bother composing myself. These numbers were the supervisors’ responsibility to maintain. What the fuck were those team meetings. We're both science nerds. We like to say, "We neutralized each other's flaws like an Acid and a Base." If you don't understand that joke, then it's okay. Not even the nerdiest chemist would laugh at that. It's sort of an inside joke in a way.You're probably going "Well what the fuck do you two look like?!" Well for me, I'm just an average looking guy. My figure's toned from weight lifting and I do cardio to keep in shape. My skin is brown, my hair is black, and my eyes are brown. I guess you. He carried a daypack with a lunch, now eaten, and a water bottle. For the thousandth time he berated himself for violating every rule of hiking. He knew them, but like many hikers who later regretted it, he had decided that this time he could get away with ignoring them. It probably wouldn't be fatal. He might get pretty cold tonight but the temperature shouldn't go below the low forties. Then he remembered that most cases of hypothermia were at temperatures near fifty. Still, if he could find. Tommy was standing there, looking crushed.“Katie just called. She told me that she’s hired a divorce lawyer.”I just stood there, staring at him, and annoyed as hell that he had interrupted me.“I told you it was over Tommy, maybe now you see it.”He looked up with anger in his eyes.“How could she do this to me? Just string me along and hit me with this?”Without thinking, I reached out and pulled him into the house while dropping my robe.His eyes bulged as he took in my naked form.I pulled him.