"Are you for real?" Carol protested Mathew's plan. "They are..." she added in a loud voice, only to glance over her back for a second and then turn her tone down to a mere whisper. "They are not ready yet!"
Rather than waiting for the hunting squad to get familiar with their weapons by striking pieces of rubble down the hole, Mathew pulled them all along as soon as he ensured the workers knew what to do. And now, after taking some time to get everyone down to the ground floor of the school, he had no other choice but to listen to Carol protesting his decisions.
'At least she is wise enough not to do it out loud,' Mathew thought while the girl continued to whisper her opinions in a voice just loud enough for him to hear yet silent enough for it not to reach the hunting squad tagging behind them.
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FFS, I'm lazy as fuq... And the part I need to replace in my chair have yet to arrive... Fck you, UPS. And I know the courier will drop it in the UPS point without even showing up at my door. Fck you and I will see you tommorow, fckers.