[ WP ] The mega office buildings of the future have grown so huge that a nomadic people developed who travel from office wing to wing , subsisting on leftover doughnuts , birthday cakes , and pizza parties .

`` I swear I had a full pack of these. You've not been snacking on my Bourbons have you Mike?'' 
 
 Sam waved the half empty pack of chocolate creams at Mike, one eyebrow raised and the beginning of a scowl forming on her face. 
 
 `` I would n't dare. You terrify me, plus I do n't even like Bourbons. You know I think cream in biscuits is an abomination. Maybe it was mice?'' 
 
 She snorted. `` Yeah. Mice. Mice neatly opened a hermetically sealed pack of biscuits. Mice picked up and ate a half dozen of these things, each as big as they are. Mice also did n't leave a single crumb or a tiny little rodenty poo. It was the universes most efficient rodent biscuit hit squad. Tiny little baked good spooks. Bollocks.'' 
 
 They carried on setting up the rest of their desks in silence. The twin blankets of accusation and indignation smothering their usual banter. After cutbacks left paper fastening logicistics, UK and continental Europe division, understaffed there had been nobody else on the floor. The whole stationary and periphery village was down to a skeleton crew for that matter. Literally in the few sad cases where people had been caught out by the blackouts in the more distant departments. 
 
 Mike cracked first. 
 
 `` Anyway - I do n't complain when you grab a bag of my crisps. A half dozen of the prawn cocktail are gone, and a can of coke. Methink the lady doth protest too much.'' 
 
 `` I did n't take any of your precious crisps! Plus I ca n't drink caffeine, it gives me a migraine. Even my tea is decaf. Did you really not take my biscuits?'' 
 
 `` Not a one, not that you ever offered. Though I have never seen you even drink a coffee.. Who the hell has been stalling our stuff then? I've not seen anyone for months. Unless you believe the nonsense Jones was blathering on about... You do n't think the Wanderers are real do you?'' 
 
 They both stopped to stare into the darkened hallways. It was easy to imagine the downtrodden and downsized hiding in a meeting room. 
 
 The silence held for a while, until they silently locked away their snacks. 
 
 `` I'm sure it was mice. I probably opened it and forgot. Definitely. Nothing to worry about.''
