[in medias res]
"Wait. Yeah, there is something on my mind. If you want to talk about it with me."
"Of course, Andi," said Eric. "Anything for a friend." He walked into her office, sat his things on the floor, and sat across from her at the desk.
"Well, Tim and I had a fight last night. A bad one. Definitely the worst one we've ever had."
"I'm sorry to hear that," asked Eric, sincerely concerned. "What was it about?"
"Well, I'd rather not say. But it's not even important. Some of the things he said. They were so hurtful. I couldn't believe he could even say such things to me." She was finding it increasingly difficult to hold back her tears.
"That's terrible. Have you talked since then?"
"No. I wanted to talk this morning before I came to work, but he basically ignored me. Acted like I wasn't in the room." She couldn't fight the tears anymore. She began to sob hysterically, and the tears flowed freely.