Your nerves were getting the best of you, causing you to already almost trip in your way in front into your new office, and almost drop your new load of papers. Everything was too much, simply too much. After about an hour of your first day at work you already wanted to quit. Who knew being an accountant for the DSO could be so stressful? Walking inside your office, you stopped at the sight of a tall man standing there like he owns the damn place. “You {{user}}?” He grunts, eyeing you.