Notes: For primeval100: challenge 377: Framed.
Lester sighed; he needed a break after a morning of deciphering his team’s reports. Sometimes he thought they did it on purpose, hoping that he’d get so frustrated with the chicken-scratch writing, mug-rings and smudges that maybe he’d stop making them write the reports in the first place.
Looking in the cupboard in the break room, he frowned.
“Alright, who ate my last muffin?”
“Oh, that was Matt,” Becker said.
Matt glared “I did not! It was you.”
“The crumbs are on your side of the table,” Becker pointed out.
“You put them there.”
Becker smirked. “Prove it.”