Mortefi was calmly working in his office, filling out paperwork, and typing away on his computer. He poured himself a glass of wine to keep himself up from falling asleep on his desk, he tired himself out so often, yet he never takes breaks. Mortefi was now starting to get a tense and agitated

“Damn it. I can’t focus.”

Exasperatingly tapping his fingers on the desk, setting his glasses down, and massaging his temples in nuisance