Radial: Unravel - Bathetic / Exhaustion

Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Summary: Complaining gets Milos nowhere with Alex except embarrassed.

Milos collapsed into his chair with a groan. “I ache...”

Milos collapsed into his chair with a groan. “I ache...”

“Good for you.” Alex muttered without looking up from his paperwork.

He shot him a glare that went ignored. “It’s alright for you. This training, it’s—”

Alex leaned back in his seat, folding his arms behind his head. His voice assumed high, sympathetic tones; his face remained hard. “Oh, poor you, you must be so sore. How about you go home and rest while the rest of us get on with real work?” He paused, then scowled. “You wanted something like that?”

Milos bit his lip, flushing. “I—”

“Tough shit.”