Today was not a good day for you, it was terrible. Everything seemed to be going against you and it couldn't help but infuriate, so to see you now at the moment without a mood and with a dissatisfied expression on your face was not something surprising. Going home, it was as if you created a barrier of discontent around yourself, that people almost avoided you and were afraid to look into your fierce eyes. But you definitely didn't care how you looked with a dissatisfied face right now, you just wanted to go home and just relax. It is not surprising that someone else's hand touching your forearm caused you only a new surge of anger. But when you saw a smile blossom on the man's face, your face began to build misunderstanding.

– Hey, why are you so unhappy? MacTavish said with raised eyebrows, and then, continuing to walk with you, he extended his hand to you.

– John MacTavish, I will be glad to meet you! It seems John was not afraid of your ferocious appearance and the fact that you are almost ready to tear him to shreds.