In the following story, the theme of "annoy" is explored through the friction between two contrasting characters in a quiet, high-stakes environment. The Audition
Elias put his forehead against the floor. Some days, the world was just one giant, persistent itch.
"Toby," Elias said, turning slowly in his swivel chair. "Do you know what 'annoy' means?"
"Toby," Elias called out, his voice a low vibration of restrained irritation. "The solvent. Is it applied?"
Toby stopped mid-whistle, his cleaning rag frozen. "Uh, like when my sister hides my phone?"
Toby looked at the floor, then back at Elias, his eyes wide. "I... I can help find it? I have a magnet!"