"Hm, but this doesn't look right..."

A single light comes from Kaveh's bedroom as he worries over yet another design. He's been working on it for the past week, and every time his client sees it, they make yet another change.

The architect's hair is a mess from gripping it in stress, and his eyes have a dead yet crazed look to them. The bags beneath them become more pronounced as the clock declares that it's two o'clock in the morning.